The victim reached the small river where I used to have my boat. He swam to the other side and continued running towards the mainland. Two of the cannibals followed him while the third one returned to the beach.
This was the right moment to save the victim. I took two guns and ran down the ladder out of my safe home. I ran to the river and I knocked down the first one. The other one saw this and tried to shoot an arrow at me. I had no choice but to shoot him down.
The victim stopped still when he heard the gunshot. I signalled to him to come closer, but he was shaking with fear. I smiled at him and kept signalling him to come closer, so he approached. He stopped every few steps to kneel to thank me for saving his life. When he reached me, he knelt down, kissed the ground and laid his head on it. Then he took my foot and put it on his head.
One of the cannibals was recovering. As this was happening, the man I saved said something to me. I didn’t understand anything, but it was really nice to hear someone talk to me.
The man I saved asked for my sword, took it and cut off the head of his enemy. Then he took the head and the sword and laid them both in front of me.
Then he wanted to go to the shot cannibal. He was apparently not familiar with guns, and he was amazed by my actions. He went to the body, turned him around and looked at the hole in his body. He took the bow and arrows from the dead man and returned to me.
He showed me that we should bury the bodies. I let him do it. He dug out two big holes in the sand and the bodies were gone in 15 minutes.
I took him to my cave. I gave him bread, raisins and some water there. He was so tired that he fell asleep as soon as he lay down.