Two Headed Snake
Watching Bailong excel ahead, he was slightly worried, and proud of his development. At himself, he was frustrated. He had shifted thrice now and there was no development. No more ability with fire and no definite result in the eyes. All he had were two bumps in his back that didn’t turn to wings, no matter how many times he shifted.
When he fell into the poisonous lake, his only thought was survival. Bailong knew how to swim and would benefit from the site. Not him. Every bit of his skin eroded and the hunches on his back burnt harsher. His eyes and lungs hd the worst impact while the fire struggled to stay bright.
The phoenix screamed in his head, “wind, not water. Get out. Get out. Get out.”
The phoenix was too frantic for him to feel he was moving. It wasn’t until he was gasping for air, did he realise Bailong had brought him up! He breathed, his eyes saw the reflection in Bailong’s blurry ones. The color in them was distorted, a mix of his brother.