Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20171111145041/@comment-27550231-20171118031400

(S9/Everyone)

Jorge braces himself taking a wide fighting stance readying himself to take on the brunt o the dispersing group. What little sun that shone through the canopy reflected off his armor insurance a spectacle of lights and flare, the beams striking in random directions around him as he phases in and out of reality.

"Ok let's do this!"

He stomped one foot then the other to cement himself into the ground. Jorge bounced his shoulders, limber in them up to ready himself for the combat he was going to face. He pounder his fists together in anticipation of the fight that would ensure.

The enemy group changed at him with great ferocity. Each one wanted the point. Each one wanted to prove their worth against this shining knight. Each and every one of them wanted to win this tournament and wish for their deepest desires. They swept forth with a ferocity that only the deepest sense of want could accomplish. They moved without fear or mercy for their hearts raged with the fires of desire.

At the tip of charge there was another welding a trident of geat length and size. It bore a strange x shape in wich points portruded from. Jorge raised his arms in a strange manner similar to a heinizumi (?) and readied to parry their attacks. The strange tridemt trident grew ever closer to him with every millisecond. Its strange curvature was mere millimeters from his hand when he acted. In the blink of an eye Jorge threw a strange object to the ground and a loud noise followed suit. When the grou opened their eyes they saw a breif glimpse of the knight running away and the fist sized rock he threw as a distraction.