The pommel struck true, slamming into the back of Jon's head. Jon blacked out, once more, this time for about five seconds, before coming to. He was now on one knee, and one hand. Jon could once again feel the warmth, this time down the back of his head, "You hit like a mule, you know that?" Jon said, as he slowly started to rise, struggling as if an invisible mule was on his back weighing him down. As Jon stood completely straight up, he turned to look at Jezin. The vision for Jon was now almost completely blacked out, "You're lucky, you damned knight." Jon managed out, as he fell forward, landing on his side, at the feet of Jezin, rendered completely unconscious from bloodloss.