The moment Damon's body plunged into the lake, the venom reacted violently.
The poisonous waters surged like a living entity, rising in tendrils and lashing around him as if trying to consume him whole.
But instead of pain or decay, Damon felt something else entirely, ecstasy. His blood boiled, but not with rage. With power and satisfaction. He might as well have jumped into a pool of medicinal water. The whole thing was like a SPA treatment.
Several notifications continued to flash in front of him in rapid succession at first, and eventually slowed down, but they still kept coming.
After the whole weakness, the trial, and everything else that had happened, Damon decided to take it slow and enjoy the relaxation a bit. He closed his eyes and floated around with a small smile on his face.
