The drum beats began to get louder and louder, and blood was sprayed everywhere. Someone was dancing, and another was holding the bent neck of his horse, and was spreading blood around the place. The drum beats rose in everyone's ears, and even those who were on the island began to stick their heads out of the windows with curiosity and unknown anticipation of what was happening. The beating of the drums increased and became louder and louder, until they began to hear it in their minds as if it had become a part of them, and suddenly the sound of a bone-rattling scream came out, and then everything stopped. Their minds calmed down and the beating of their hearts that were dancing with those terrifying drums calmed down, and everything ended with that scream. The tree became Ashes and the bones remained of the body. Everything happened quickly. If there was a man looking at what they did, he would not have believed the speed of what happened there! The woman left the circle and went to the end of the island. She looked down and said: ((Tomorrow he will die!)). Behind her, she found them all looking at her, so she shouted and said: "Let's get off this island, there is no room for us here after today."