The wind roared past ... thunder roared ...
Piles of dark clouds, like blue flames, burn in the bottomless sea. The sea catches lightning arrows and extinguishes them in its own abyss. These lightning shadows are like salamanders, swimming around in the sea and disappearing in an instant.
-Storm! A storm is coming!
This is the brave Haiyan, flying proudly in the roaring sea and in the middle of lightning; This is the prophet of victory shouting:
-Let the storm get worse!