By the time Max returned, the battle was already over.
Several buildings were destroyed, some crushed and the others scorched with craters littered about.
From all angles, it looked like a tough battle was fought.
Thankfully, his side came out victorious.
There was only so much physical attributes could do when faced with supernatural attributes.
In any case, they could move on now.
He walked over to where Cedric sat with Ifrit floating beside him.
"You are back," Cedric said as he looked up at him.
Max nodded. "Mn. How was the fight?"
"Tough."
"Figured."
Turning his attention to Ifrit, Max waved. "How you doing?"
Not even bothering to grace his gesture with a response, Ifrit looked away.
Max chuckled, amused by Ifrit's pettiness.
"I guess we should get going…" he trailed off as he felt a piercing gaze on his back.
Looking over, he found Conan and Bullion staring bullets at him, Especially Bullion who seemed to look like he had a grudge against him.
