“This woman is surely insane!” Max gasped, his breath heavy and half hanging in the air.
He crouched in a ready position, alert to the possibility of a sudden attack.
Gyx turned out to be quite crazy; in a sporting battle, fairness was not the main thing. The point was to attack, no matter what condition the enemy was in. Taking advantage of openings was his tactic, and Gyx was the type of attacker who used his opponent's moments of weakness to deliver fatal blows.
Time and time again, Max almost lost himself to the woman's attacks, which were aimed at his fatal points.
His legs would have been broken if the blows had hit him. If he moved even a little slower, the spear would have pierced his flesh, splitting it open and leaving a gaping hole. His blood vessels would have burst, and bl
