CHAPTER 6Etalpalli woke to shuddering pain in his side, the result of somebody giving him a massive boot in the ribs.
"Get up you snivelling little rat," a heavily accented voice snarled at him.
The world spun and everything around appeared to slide in elongated colours before he managed to focus his eyes on the man standing over him. Fear immediately supplanted his other sensations. The uniform and black beard was typical of the conquistadors that had invaded their lands. He hated the beards in particular for to him and most other Inca males they represented something evil for local men grew little facial hair.
He moaned and expecting another kick in the side, staggered to his feet. It took a while to focus but he finally realised he knew this man and sighed in relief. It was Capitán B
