As I have no idea how long it would take to reach actual civilization, I've decided to use the power of magic to help me obtain food...
Since I rushed off the island like an idiot without catching some food, fishing is the only way...
I mean...
It's not all bad...
Stepping onto the ice, I carefully crouch down...
Spark + Palm= Slight Shock
BZZT!!!
Every living being around me (besides himself of course) either died or was majorly pissed...
Though those that were angry towards me couldn't do anything about it...
Why?
Because there was definitely a bigger fish...
Fish...
Or something?
I don't really know...
But they're afraid of it...
How do I know?
Mental Power of course!
Wait...
Doesn't that mean...
...
It's near me?