Wheeling Gull Isle are you feeling it now, mr. krabs?

The intial pain had dulled down into a consistent throbbing, and Haoming was doing her best not to be the biggest baby in the world about it, but it had really shocked her. Nuwu, too, from the sound of her scream. Haoming took a few deeper breaths and stopped pawing at her own face for a moment, fixing multicolored eyes up at her sister from where she was crouched on the ground. 

Was it a good idea to pull it? Probably not, but what choice did they have?

Haoming nodded and held still, waiting for her fate.