By the sinking of the land above, their own spaces were imperilled.

All of their strength and all of their wisdom it took to keep this land from perishing; nor had they help from those others mad for the poison of the Shining One; and they had no time to deal with them nor the earth race with whom they had foregathered.
"At last came a slow, vast flood.

It rolled even to the bases of the walled islets of the city of the gods--and within these now were all that were left of my people on earth face.
"I am of those people," she paused, looking at me proudly, "one of the daughters of the sun king whose seed is still alive in the _ladala_!" As Larry opened his mouth to speak she waved a silencing hand.
"This tide did not recede," she went on.

"And after a time the remnant, the moon king leading them, joined those who had already fled below.

The rocks became still, the quakings ceased, and now those Ancient Ones who had been labouring could take breath.