Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20180109050017/@comment-27550231-20180109170139

Jorge looks on at the crowd his heart beating a hundred times a second. He did it. Despite not having the goddess's blessing. Despite all the powerful opponents. Despite being just a man. He had emerged victorious. Jorge had given every ounce of strength he had into the final round. Every last drop of determination and willpower was used to keep fighting throughout the pain and numbing sensation of DE. Even now he wanted to collapse, he wanted to lay down and rest. But his daughter was waiting for him and he needed the Band to search for her.

The knight turns to Baku, a weak smile on his concealed face, and quietly says.

"Ne'zon... Find my daughter."

And with that he had completed his task. Jorge had not felt such accomplishment in many months and for a moment he felt whole, complete. The knight's knees began to tremble and shake, his arms felt heavy and his head light. It was painful for him to stay awake any longer, and in that moment Jorge allowed himself to rest falling over backwards off the pedestal and onto the ground below.

Yuria called out to him in his subconscious, she cried out in fear as she had never seen or experienced such and event. But he did not listen to her cries. This was his reward. This feeling of wholeness, the thought of reversing something he should never have done. Nothing mattered anymore because Ne'zon wpuld be found. Ne'zon was in good hands, in hands of beings who cared.

A low vibrating tingle runs up the back of his spine as everything slowly fades to white. As Jorge's body relaxes and slowly looses conciousness he sees... a woman. A woman dressed in white robes with hair of flowing gold. She opens her arms as if to embrace him and he does the same before gladly passing out.

(Will add to the hunt when I get home)