He struggled to climb towards the man dressed as an official, extending his right hand with all his might for help. But until he breathed his last, his right hand fell limply, and the latter showed no intention of saving him. He kicked twice, finding that the person was truly dead, and muttered, "Bad luck!",He drew his dagger from his belt, and bending over, he cut a strip of flesh from the side of the man's head near his ear. He then tossed the bloody piece into a bag filled with filth.,The officials gathered together to build a bonfire. They took out dried meat from their bags and cooked it in clay pots, then sprinkled on some salt to make a pot of meat soup.。