Being the person he was, Max was used to taking out his opponents head on by using weapons to fight most of the time.
To him, it was a way of strengthening his capabilities.
But in a case as the one they were currently in, what mattered was salvation! Freedom!
With a swift movement of his arms, the incoming people were swept away by a great attack of flame, not giving any one of them to engage in a fight.
"That's ten of them down," Max said. "Let's hurry to Hillary's house."
The other two nodded and they made their way to the mansion where Hillary lived with the help of a motorcycle, on which they squeezed themselves. Though, it wasn't quite an easy task to reach the mansion since there were challenges on the way.
However, they managed to successfully go through all of them.
The mansion was just the same as the one Hillary lived in real life. A building that reflected both wealth and comfort.
