Apollyon pulled out his dagger and walked over to the dark water.
"May the leaders of Draconat bear witness to what I do this day." He said solemnly.
The huge dragon slashed his wrist and the blood started to pour. As the drops fell into the blackened billows, the water started to clear. Drop after drop of his own blood, the waters were purified. The extent of the cleansing spread farther and farther until the whole beach was nearly clear. He nodded to Flint and the others to bring the barrels along. Barrel after barrel they poured into the water, cleansing and healing it. By the time all twenty-four barrels were empty crystal-clean, beautiful, pure, shining water stretched as far as the eye could see. It was an amazing spectacle.