That was the worst thing Cerilla had ever eaten in her whole life. It tasted sour, rancid, and utterly appalling to the point she felt her teeth cracking and skull almost imploding.
After swallowing the whole lemon, she fell to her knees and started shaking, feeling a painful surge of heat overwhelm her chest. The heat quickly turned into a burning sensation, then shifted into an itch that engulfed her body for a second.
Before she could even take a single breath, the sour taste returned, this time boiling behind her eyes, nose, and deep within her stomach.
"This..." But the moment she spoke, all of that weird sensation faded away and calmed down. She could feel it, but it was so faint that she could forget about it existing at any second.
