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The next opponents were a bit smarter than the last batch, and the one on Max's left side wasn't coming close enough to take a shield to the helmet.

Their armour was impressive, but it seemed that they hadn't considered the fact that a three-tonne chunk of metal with an energy barrier surrounding it might come rushing at them at hundreds of kilometres an hour in the hands of a giant robot.

It was a fair assumption for most species, but when the humans were around, there weren't really any attacks that you could rule out. They would try anything and everything that might kill or disable their opponents, and a shield bash was only a mild improvisation.

The enemy wasn't speaking at all, only growling and screaming incoherent battle cries that didn't seem to have any sort of organized language behind them.