Xia peered up at the thunderous sky and sighed. "The heaven is angry, but it doesn't have to punish such innocent creatures," he peered back at the twitching fishes.
As soon as he said this, water that had drained started to fill up miraculously.
'Oh...oh... are my words so powerful?' Xia thought in glee as he watched the fished swim away.
"Get the ores our now!!!!" Oli shouted, but the huge oars were firmly stuck inside the slushy mud.
Their ship was a modified version of the classical boat in which it had an extra layer of ores which can be rowed from below deck.
Now that it was firmly stuck in sand, the ship was slowly being submerged.
"Fucking hell," Oli swiftly jumped down and started pulling each oar by himself. On the way, he threw a few humans back on deck and continued struggling with the oars.
Xia watched all this with his hands on his chin.
"What are you looking at?" a condescending voice screeched behind him.
"Just this and that," he mumbled nonchalantly.
