His blood prickled in his veins like salt.

He became impatient, angry.

If the mine was ready, why did they not set the match?
Such waiting was the pitch of cruelty.
"Cos, my brother," said Santa Anna to the swart general, "take your command.

It was here that the Texan rebels humiliated you, and it is here that you shall have full vengeance." Cos saluted, and strode away.

He was to lead one of the attacking columns.
"Colonel Duque," said Santa Anna to another officer, "you are one of the bravest of the brave.