Max felt energized. Even in the heat of this chaotic brawl, he was performing better than he had ever done before.
Sure, he had years of experience fighting in the past life, but as his group had grown larger and evolved into a massive Syndicate, his days of personal front-line fighting had dwindled. To the point where, even though he was the undisputed leader of the White Tigers, he definitely wouldn't have been considered the strongest physical combatant in the organization. He had become a strategist, a man of shadows.
But right now, with the weight of his current Vow and the techniques he had managed to pick up along the way, he felt like he was even stronger than he had been in his previous life.
