You train with the man for about 3 years. You have finally gotten to a level better than HE is at sword fighting, but the man confesses that he has only been sword fighting for 3 months. Disappointed, you look at the horizon. After a minute of staring, you notice a smoke seeming to come from the sea.
The man who offered the stick looks into the horizon further than the rest. "We're saved!" he shouts, "It's my old pal, Billy! I sent him a message asking for help!"