Now that he found the root of the problem, Atlan simply stopped using the False Mutation of his Angel Wings.
"Sorry, Atlan. We don't know what's causing—WHAT?! How?!"
From Carmine's perspective, Atlan's slow descent into the black water suddenly stopped and was now pushing him upwards! It was as if the Remedium was trying to vomit him out now that it no longer liked the taste he was giving out.
Without the Angel power coating his whole body, then the Remedium no longer wanted to consume him.
"What happened?" Carmine asked.
Atlan lied, "I don't know."
The Remedium's upwards push on his body counteracted even his battle suit's immense weight. He was airborne for a few moments until he landed on the opposite side of the black water.
"Well, lucky us that this happened. I apologize. We should have been able to find the cause of that problem."