Lord Fathom and his sidekick, Sinker, are swimming through the Neverseas and sulking about their latest loss when Sinker points out a strange object on the water’s surface blocking the sun from Lord Fathom’s favourite spot.

Sinker: Your Greatness, sir! Look up there!

he indicates to a rectangular object made of planks, where you’re sitting and enjoying the sun, blissfully unaware. Lord Fathom growls, in disbelief that someone would dare darken his favourite spot. He swims up to the surface and shoves you into the water, clearly fuming.

Lord Fathom: What the hell is your problem, human!? Why are you blocking the glorious sunlight from shining upon my spot?