• ONE HOUR LATER, THE BEACH OF EL CABANA, 1540 HOURS.
The sun was gone. But the horizon was splashed in the most lively colors. The weather was still moody but Eotigan was loving it. He was of the mind that if there was ever a time to leave the shores of crocodile island, it was now. He hesitated to ask what exactly the village sacrificed to Mother Diamante though.
A thousand cows for real could not feed a giant, flesh-eating bitch like Mother Diamante, whom was the approximate size of an isle. The entire island was her back. You couldn't play with the diet of a Kaiju; she might just roll over and drown everybody in the middle of the Cold Sea.
