Cerdian of Atlantis has opted to fight this entire battle in his own way. Rather than confront those he would bring oblivion to, it made better sense to simply show them the way. They would not go willingly, so he could only hope they would understand after all was said and done.
He stands in the knee deep waters on the edge of Star City's beach, his fingertips pressed together, hands cradling an orb of darkness. Around him, there are hundreds upon hundreds of dead fish, sharks and other sea life, but that is not what should draw the eye's attention.
Around and beyond Cerdian, the waters are churning madly, forming violent waves that seem to become larger each time the tide ebbs. He is chanting something in Atlantean, forcing the water to move with his power, and shaping it into the fist he will use to wipe Star City, and everyone in it, off the map.
Even if he does not succeed in this, the waters in other parts of the world will be affected as well.
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