Duncan returned to the ship's cabin with his bountiful catch.
With a heavy thud, a huge fish, almost as tall as an adult, was thrown onto the ground, along with several smaller, uglier fish that were tossed beside it with a clatter.
"The fish put up quite a struggle today, but luckily, I still came out on top in terms of strength," Duncan said with a proud and cheerful tone, while wiping his forehead—though he hadn't actually broken a sweat. But as a fisherman returning to show off a pile of big fish, wiping one's brow at this moment was the basic courtesy toward the catch, "Come take a look, everyone. These are considered specialities from the depths of the Endless Sea. Don't mind their ugliness; the taste is actually quite... Why are you all making that face?"