Having an idea Dojo quickly exhaled as his jaws opened wide. The burst of air blew down into the barrel and forced the ale up like a geyser. He swallowed it down in a single go before leaning back. His belly bulged out a bit and bubbled. He had drank it a bit fast and his stomach wasn't so perfect. But he didn't get sick as Wuya had predicted. Instead leaning forward and letting the pressure out as a huge gale force belch over their opponent.