Keep trying for the pat hand [rq]

NOAH

The earth and ice and rock groaned and moved with Deimos and Sah's magic. Their efforts seemed to come so fluidly and without much hardship on them. If Noah were a different man, he might be jealous. But he wasn't, so he wasn't. Instead, his smile burned brightly on his lips as water trickled and then poured into a stream. It even steamed lightly in contrast to the temperature of the air. "That's it!" Noah cheered, jumping up and immediately pumping his arms in the air. "Good work, gentlemen!" Noah cheered again, his voice echoing and bouncing around the broken edges and frozen surfaces of the Fangs. "I think this is where it should be." the Sentinel finished with confidence.

And if you drink the water,
It might just stop the pain