Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190303210034/@comment-27550231-20190407162319

Jorge clutched onto his banner and blade tightly as he rolled back to the front lines the pain he felt surprisingly minimal for such an attack. He drew his banner arm upward to signal to all that he yet lived and used it's length to help himself up.

"No blood? That's odd."

He turned back to Paramool seeing a blurred outline radiating from a solid figure in the center of the madness.

"No. Not good at all"

Jorge shook his head and continued forward pointing his sword once more in defiance of the raging storm that stood before him.

"You are your beginning! Your end! Reality moves on with or without you friend not because of you. And to call me an insect? Ha! That is too flattering when you are but sand in this cosmic turmoil! Now come! I I I am growing tired of all the conflict in this forgotten pit of the universe!"

Jorge olanted his flag once more and stood ready for battle for now he bag to see clearly the many outlines that surrounded Paramool slowing coalescing into one coherent figure.