The water was coming in far too fast for Al to stay idle long. Some strange new instinct had told him not to touch the water,and he was struggling to avoid it like the plague. If he didn't figure something out soon he and the others would drown when the ship finally went under. He wasn't about to let that happen. His hands, and feet became covered in fire and he found himself slowly starting to lift off the ground. "I can fly? Awesome!" By concentrating his flames he found he could propel himself into the air. Lexi was doing something at the console, and some strange voice was yelling something in Vitus. He didn't know what was happening but he hoped it meant he wasn't about to drown.