The evening was dim, and clouds loomed over the horizon. From the sea surface tens of leagues northwest, blue and white lightning struck down, appearing like a luminous tree rising from the ocean. The thunderbolt was so bright that even from such a distance and at dusk, it stood out as if it were a tempestuous storm!
However, it did not carry the sound of thunder, merely a silent and piercing radiance. This eerie spectacle inevitably brought to mind the mysterious sea monsters of the deep, silently watching the daring sea ships intrude upon their territory...
"Almighty! We must leave, depart from this perilous realm!... We must return, or perish in the celestial fire!"
"Diamine! Cazzo! This is no celestial fire, nor a sea beast!... This is... this is..."
Upon hearing the sailors' panicked shouts, Columbus' eyes widened, snapping out of his shock from the celestial fire. He bit down fiercely, stubbornly shouting with a donkey-like defiance on his face.
