To Honorable Ash
For some reason, as his wound leaked, he found himself recalling those memories precious to him; those that made him who he was. As blood dripped down his glossy eye, Jasper kept his shield raised without blinking. Each strike against was felt, ringing through his bones like a mallet to a chime.
He was forced to move, using quick steps to move around as fleeting light, though the knight relentlessly pursued him as a bolt of lightning, continuously nipping at his heels.
"...I can't let this world fade. I won't let our people be erased–it can't…!" Alexander earnestly promised as his raspy voice howled from beneath the helmet, continuing his relentless swings.
Just as the axe was cocked back, Jasper pushed forward, smacking his shield right against the chest of the towering knight in front of him.
["Light Joust"]