TINK!TINK!TINK!TINK!
Metal clattering noise spread all around as Max's body slammed onto the enemy formation and slid off the ground for a few metres.
Max felt as if the world was rotating around him as he tried to stand up.
"This old grandpa is too brutal. The old man becomes agitated too quickly. I should speak carefully next." Max muttered and raised his head to see two maces slamming on his face.
"Fuckk!" Max screamed and pulled out his double-headed axe and used it as a shield to defend.
BANG!BANG!
Max felt a strong force hitting him which made the ground crack.
"Get the hell out of here!" Max roared and pushed back the two-man and sent them flying by kicking them.
The soldiers all around him raised their lances and thrust them toward Max with an astonishing speed.
Max rolled his eyes to see lances coming all around him and sneered.
"I am not the Max, I used to be."