Tor groaned as he tried to stand up.
Max's attack was barely blocked by his blade and even that wasn't all good as his sword lay broken on the ground.
"A weapon made of Moon Oak was destroyed so easily. How is this possible?" The initial shock of the Elves when Max cracked space was gone, replacing it, and even more shock that such a weapon was destroyed so easily.
Tor ground his teeth. "How dare you do this to my weapon?"
"You dared to treat a child like trash, that's why I dare." Max bellowed as he took another step forward.
The arm he used to break the sword shook a few times before falling limply to the side.
He had failed to avoid taking damage at the end of the day.
Of course, this did nothing to disparage him as his anger flowed out freely.
He was angry now.
Just then, three green arrows flew toward Max.
Instead of evading him, he charged toward them, sending out Inversions like it was nothing.
Several explosions occurred as his dash forward did not slow down.
