Severin blasted out of his containment and walked out to a balcony overlooking Stockholm.
"Well, it's all mine!" Sev chuckled, sipping some chocolate milk glass. Yep. Not the actual milk, he drank the glass the milk was in. And the milk didn't just drip away. No, it stayed in its form as if it was still in a cup.
"Sir!" a dim-witted official said, walking in, "What are we to do with our new-found power?"
Sev threw the chocolate milk out the window and smiled when he heard a massive explosion erupt in the streets.
"Isn't it obvious?" he started, prancing to his lower, "Cause as much chaos as possible!" Sev pulled out a phone.
"Operator? Lower taxes and raise spending on the military! I demand a tank for every fjord!" the Master Elementalist then wrote a letter and mailed it.
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In Norway...
"King Haakon, a letter," a peon said, handing a scroll to his liege. The King opened the scroll.
"Dear King of Norway,
I hope you can try to make the best of life without some of your organs.
Sincerely,
Severin Sanguine, Emperor of Sweden