Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190303210034/@comment-27550231-20190408022616

"Come come come to me. Let us continue this honored tradition of blades. Let us us us continue this fight. Let us see how long I may delay the inevitable."

The Knight Warden raised his banner from the ground and made his way towards Paramool. His pain was gone. The dent in his helmet dissapeared completely. Any signs of him taking any form of injury was gone. As if it had never taken place.

Jorge speed up his pace, he had struck Paramool before, he had given him a wound and he would do so again. He would have too time and time again for he knew that he lacked the ability to end this battle quickly.