The fishermen who had been catching fish finally managed to haul their catch onto the shore, instantly creating an abundance of fish to dry into fish jerky.
They dared not venture back out to sea, as though the waters appeared calm for the past couple of days, who could predict when the next burst of wind would stir the clouds?
Indeed, there was no rain or thunder from the sky, but a transformation was occurring in the eastern part of the ocean; it seemed as if it was about to boil over, and then in a flash, it turned to ice.
On one side were scalding waters where most of the fish and shrimp had died.
Either they had been scooped up, or they had been injured by this extreme clash of fire and ice and cooked alive.
Even the larger sea creatures seemed bewitched, fleeing this region en masse to seek refuge in other areas of the sea.