Mateo knew that most people, when they thought of him, would only think of him as a monster.
And perhaps, that part was true. But that was only because they had never seen true monsters at work.
As Mateo hovered in the air, he surveyed all of the damage done by the dragons in the wake of their attack.
The problem was that there was no damage. There was nothing. It didn't even look like a city had once stood here anymore.
All that remained was water. Nearly as far as the eye could see.
The ocean was almost completely still and tranquil. Not a ripple disturbed the surface, not a wave rushed onto the shore. Sea-life had not even been introduced yet.
It took mere minutes to transform the world into this. As Tatiana's waters flooded the world, they washed away the unpleasantness of all that had been here before.
The waters eroded sand, concrete, dirt, and debris for over two miles underground, and spanned enough land to qualify as a fifth ocean basin.
