Everything was covered by a gigantic shadow cast by something so immensely large that it caused an eclipse. But it wasn't the moon, because there was no actual eclipse that day, whose normality and daily life for humans was disrupted in an instant.

What appeared to be an enormous brown foot, composed of a broad sole ending in three large, fleshy toes, all covered in a layer of scales as hard and rough as rock itself, loomed over millions of defenseless humans, facing a threat that would inevitably end their ephemeral and insignificant lives compared to the living, flesh-and-blood continent suspended above them. But the foot did not remain for long.

Suddenly, the leg descended, compressing the air. Atomic missiles were launched from various points, but none caused any significant damage. Ordinary people, for their part, could only panic at the inevitable death that awaited them in those few moments.

KRAAATHOOOM!

Then, absolute silence.

Everything was reduced to nothing; silence reigned after the noisy chaos of screams. The humans themselves ended up as a red paste from which it was impossible to recognize individual bodies, for all were liquefied with an unprecedented brutality that bordered on the grotesque, and their cities were turned into fine dust. The foot sank under the intense pressure and weight exerted.

Meanwhile, Ocellus, transformed into her dragon form, felt only a very slight touch of sand under the hard sole of her right foot. It was quite curious.