"That can't be!" De Soto shouted as he stared into the eyes of the man he had spent years pursuing, his words no more than reflections of the shock clear on the faces of the other people gathered there that day.
"Diego?" Don Alejandro eventually uttered as he felt his knees giving up and had to support himself on Felipe.
Victoria simply stared in disbelief, unable to utter a single word.
"Don Diego? But how? Is this a trick?" Mendoza inquired as he stared at the man he considered his best friend.
"No, Sergeant. No more tricks," the caballero replied.