"He was approaching his sheep pen, perhaps where the Asi Es Mi Tierra taco shop, or a Permex station stands today. Melchior squinted ahead and-Damn it to hell!-Those lazy slaves of his had allowed a dog to get in the pen! Perro desgraciado! No record staes how Melchior entered the pen, but it doesn't seem likely he stopped to open a gate. Not Melchior. He jumped over the fence, and in jumping, somehow he bobbled his lance throw and missed the dog entirely. You can see the dog yipping and sidestepping and making tracks for the horizon, casting wounded looks over his shoulder. And here is where Melchior Diaz died."
Perro desgraciado!
No record staes how Melchior entered the pen, but it doesn't seem likely he stopped to open a gate. Not Melchior. He jumped over the fence, and in jumping, somehow he bobbled his lance throw and missed the dog entirely. You can see the dog yipping and sidestepping and making tracks for the horizon, casting wounded looks over his shoulder. And here is where Melchior Diaz died."