He turned their waters into blood, and killed their fish.
and turned their rivers into blood, and their streams, so that they could not drink.
And the second agent poured out his bowl into the sea, and it became blood like of a dead man, and every living soul in the sea died.
Why, when I came, was there no man? When I called, was there none to answer? Is my hand shortened at all, that it cannot redeem? Or have I no power to deliver? Behold, at my rebuke I dry up the sea. I make the rivers a wilderness.