I sighed with exasperation. The little fox was going to drive me crazy one day; I just knew it.
Between the two of us, we did the impossible task of swallowing a Tribulation meant for my eradication, and a few seconds later, the first strike of the Tribulation was entirely consumed, leaving only a few lingering bolts dancing across my skin that I drew into my Anima Depth.
The fox was panting, and her body was vibrating with excitement from the lingering power of the Tribulation inside her body. I looked at her with concern, but apart from her fur that refused to lie flat again and her swollen stomach, she was the picture of perfect health.
Then the second bolt came, and it was bigger; it was not surprising that the Tribulation did not like being eaten.
