All of this picture passed so swiftly that we could not grasp its details; only a general impression remained.
"The Lord Oro, using the strength that is in the world whereof he alone has the secret, changes the world's balance causing that which was land to become sea and that which was sea to become land," said Yva in her chanting, unnatural voice.
Another scene of stupendous and changing awfulness.

Countries were sinking, cities crashing down, volcanoes were spouting fire; the end of the earth seemed to be at hand.

We could see human beings running to and fro in thousands like ants.

Then in huge waves hundreds and hundreds of feet high, the ocean flowed in and all was troubled, yeasty sea.
"Oro carries out his threat to destroy the Nations who had rebelled against him," said Yva.

"Much of the world sinks beneath the waves, but in place of it other lands arise above the waves, to be inhabited by the seed of those who remain living in those portions of the Earth that the deluge spared." This horrible vision passed and was succeeded by one more, that of Oro standing in the sepulchre of the cave by the side of the crystal coffin which contained what appeared to be the body of his daughter.