Five's smile twisted into a sneer, his gaze sharp and calculating. "No weakling could have taken my attack head-on the way you just did," he said, his tone laced with a mixture of mockery and anticipation. "There's more to your strength than meets the eye, isn't there?"
His sneer deepened as he added, "If I push you hard enough, I get the feeling I might finally have the chance to fight someone at full strength again. It's been far too long."
Max frowned upon hearing him. He understood that he had encountered a madman who wouldn't let him go anytime soon. 'I can only fight, then,' he thought, searching for ways to ditch him.
Five pointed his sword at Max and said, "Here I come." With those words, he swung his sword at Max.
Max reacted swiftly, attacking at the same time, his sword swinging down.
Clang!
