Suddenly, at the end of this silence, the
golden image in front of us began to glow as though it were molten, and
the emerald eyes that were set in its head to sparkle terribly, which
frightened me so much that had it not been for shame's sake I would have
run away, but because of this stood still and prayed to St. Hubert
to protect me from the devil and his works. Presently I prayed still
harder, for the image began to speak--yes, in a horrid, whistling voice
it spoke, although no one was near to it. These were the words it said:
"Who is this clad in silver whose skin is white and whose hair is
yellow? Such an one I have not seen for a thousand years, and such as he
it is that shall possess themselves of the Land of Tavantinsuyu, shall
steal its wealth, shall slay its people, and shall cast down its gods.
But not yet, not yet! Therefore this is the command of Pachacamac,
uttered by the voice of Rimac the Speaker, that none do harm to or cross
the will of this mighty seaborn lord, since he shall be as a strong wall
to many and his sword shall be red with the blood of the wicked.
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