Things were looking bleak for Lars. His body was covered in bruises from Pb's hydraulic onslaught. The attacks were too fast to react to… and without water he had no way of defending himself... It was only a matter of time before PB caught him off guard with a mace attack and split his head open.
"Think Axel… Think!"" Lars said to himself. "Is there something I can do in this position?" He thought.
"HAHA why don't we start having some real fun!" PB said.
Flexing his arms PB turned them into full metal gauntlets each with a dozen little valves on the side.
"A regular punch from me hurts pretty bad, but let's see how you handle 20 tons of force in a punch." Pb said cranking his hands
"SHIT!" LArs said
But it was too late.
PB rocketed towards him, this time grabbing his shirt and landing on top of him. Slowly pressing his fist into Lars'skidney He yelled.
"10 ton press!"
