The javelin was about four feet long, with a sharp, conical stone tied securely to its tip.
Because the throwing distance was relatively far and I had been alerted in advance, I managed to dodge the javelin with ease.
But immediately after, two more javelins were hurled in my direction.
I rolled on the ground with Shirley, taking cover in the tall grass.
In the distance, cheers erupted as several savages armed with stone axes, wooden spears, and other primitive weapons charged toward us.
Gripping my dagger and pistol tightly, I urged Shirley to hide quickly.
One of the savages, the fastest among them, rushed at me, swinging a stone axe with all his strength.
Faced with the imminent threat, I fired two shots at him without hesitation.
Bang! Bang! The gunfire echoed sharply, and two
