Late in the night, me and the men put the plan into action. Little did we know what tricks the savages had up their sleeves. The sacrifices weren't just ceremonies for them, they were accessories to witchcraft! Vile sorcerers with magic of blood attacked us as we tried to sneak out in the night. Bones erupted through men's bodies! Gunpowder igniting in the pouches!
Were it not for our combat prowess and our better technology, we wouldn't have made it out alive! I and the remaining men in the expedition escaped from their capital and hid in an outlying village for several days. From what we gathered from the village's inhabitants, not all Nahuatl were happy with the ruling class in the capital. The 'Aztec' as they called them often overstepped their boundaries, forcing their religion on their subjects, and taking back breaking amounts of tribute from their villagers. True tyranny, I say! We were lucky to escape the city alive, but I am sad to say these villagers will not be so lucky.
If we survive to reach the ships, I will petition the Holy Father in Rome and the Queen to clear another expedition. It's clear there's treasure here, and it's clear that these misguided natives need a savior. We must declare reconquista. For glory, I will return to the New World. I will not be another fool!
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