A massive rush of foul wind stormed through the cave in raging currents, his gaze burning bright as Seth's neck rose back, his back legs digging a proper grip into the earth, he inhaled.
Instantly a strong suction force formed, the pool forming into a small whirlwind as it rose in the form of a stream travelling straight towards Seth's massive gaping maw.
Now he could drink as much as he wanted, but that would cause unnecessary bloating since his bronze cells were already completely saturated.
And besides he could tell anything devoured or gained in this state would be thrown straight into the void once the transformation ended.
He would lose said progress, so even if his physical state was enhanced not only would it be unnecessary it would also be a massive waste.
Right as the stream got close enough, Seth quickly reformed the pathway to the inventory space, like a small black hole sitting in between his widened maws, the golden lava fluid was sucked right in.
