At this time, in order to not let the ship's passengers and sailors be disturbed by their sorrow and fear, Fjodna dragged his old body and took the lead to walk to and fro from the forests to the shore, and from the shore back to the forests again like a robot as he added firewood to the fire that was burning the bodies.
Every time the first officer advised him to rest, the captain would always whisper as he walked haltingly, "I must not rest, Harry! Right now, everyone is watching me. As long as this old man is still moving, the young ones would then be able to endure it and not collapse. I can't let them think too much right now. As time drags on, we'd definitely be dead if another group of evil midgets rushed over, or if those two beasts who have eaten up all the midgets turn hungry once again! We only have one chance to escape! It's tonight! Tonight…"
