Pushing through

' Why can't I sense him? ' Max wondered as his body moved on its own under the influence of unstoppable assault, fighting subconsciously in what would be Max's peak condition. 

Every move that Seraphiel made, everytime he bruised and battered Max, it was like Max felt the direction from which the attacks were coming, he had an innate intuition about how things would proceed, but he could not act on it in time to do something constructive about it. 

' This is frustrating as hell- , I just need to be a bit faster! Come on body, push! Push! ' Max thought as he urged his body to move faster than it ever did before and started to listen more and more to his dormant instinct rather than relying on his active deduction.

' You need to win this game Max! You need to get whatever ultimate treasure Seraphiel offers.