The black steed Count Adhemar rides squeals loudly as it jolts forth into a run. Adhemar gets steady, his eyes trained on the opponent hurtling towards him. He aims and hits his opponent off his horse.

The joust splinters, and the crowd goes wild.

Adhemar slows his horse down into a slow trot, pulling his helmet off his head. He looks around at the cheering audience with his calculated eyes. A small smirk found its way to the corners of his mouth before he made his way out of the arena.