Amidst the silence of his chamber, Archer was suddenly jarred by muffled commotion outside. He swiftly rose from his chair and exited the chamber, his long dark hair swaying as he stepped into the open air.

On the deck, his crew had gathered around the fishing net they had cast earlier in the day. Their faces revealed a mixture of awe, astonishment, and fear. As Archer approached, he gazed at the deck's center, where the net was laid.