Have you ever fought an endless battle against those as powerful as you are with no victory in sight?
I clung with magic and all the will I could muster to the straining neck beneath me, the sword in my hand no longer weightless, though I was grateful for its continued assistance in that department. How long? I had no idea, only that surely an entire lifetime had passed while Max belched smoke and fire and I swung that sword at the seemingly limitless number of maji mounted on drachmor who attacked us over and over again. The air around me, superheated by their answering flames and droplets of acid and even clouds of cutting ice crystals pounded against me, against my giant friend, battered my helmet, though the living metal never once failed me.