But those did not seem willing to cede the field, since the black seeing him coming, drew a gleaming knife and waited for him to stand firm, the other took his knotted stick and between threats and curses invited Roger to come. No danger at that time had stopped the intrepid young, usually so restrained and peaceful, but whose countenance indicated that the indignation and anger blinded him, making him formidable adversary. Arrived in front of the black, clubbed him so angry that you downloaded dropped the knife and fled screaming in pain. Seeing the old, pounced on Roger and strongly encircling the waist with both arms, shouted to the other to stab his enemy from behind. Approached the black, picked up his gun and Roger thought his last hour arrived, but not stopped making vigorous efforts to tear down his opponent, whose throat clenched with fury as he struggled both to one side of the road. In that supreme moment was clearly heard the gallop of several horses over the rocks and about the same time a black exclamation of terror, he fled at full speed and was soon hidden in the undergrowth. The other robber, whose eyes betrayed the fear that had gripped him, made desperate efforts to deny Roger, but he finally managed to knock it down and hold it firmly, telling soon receive reinforcements.

The riders arrived at a run, preceded by what appeared to be boss of the game, riding a beautiful horse and wore black tunic of fine vellorí, chest crossed the broad band of gold-embroidered red color and covered her head with a cap of white feathers