Dead. They were all dead.
The One-Eyed Shark King felt an icy chill seep into his bones, as if he had been plunged into a frozen cellar. He shivered uncontrollably. Among the fallen were the Blue Whale, who was in the same realm as him; the Lu Ying Jellyfish, renowned for assassination; and other prodigies, each with a resounding reputation that could not be taken lightly. But now, they were all dead, reduced to cold corpses utterly devoid of life.
