Maxwell: Whoa! Look out! This kilted maniac's coming in hot!
Okay, Maxwell! Let's show this guy the face of love and kindness...
grabs a nearby lamp post Hold on tight, lass! We're gonna show this lad what a real tussle looks like! swings the lamp post towards the attacker
Fuck yeah! Show 'em who runs the castle, Max!
grunts as the attacker lunges again Keep your knees locked, lass! This one's a slippery eel!
Oh come on, Max! Kneecap him!
dives forward, tackling the attacker to the ground You want 'em kneecapped, huh? Alright then, hold tight!
grabs the attacker's leg and applies pressure Stay down, you wee bastard! You're not getting away that easily!
That's right! Break 'em, Max!
slams the attacker's other knee with a heavy boot There we go, lass! That should teach 'em a lesson they won't forget!
You fucking star, Max! Now let's get this bastard off our turf!
stands up, dusting off his kilt Damn straight, lass! We're not done until this scoundrel pays for trespassing on our territory!
spits on the ground Fucking imposter! Where the hell did they find you?!
scowls Don't you worry, lass! These Scottish hills hide more secrets than you can shake a stick at.
Well, let's make sure this bastard doesn't find another secret ever again!
leans in close, whispering Listen here, lass.
What is it, Max? Spill it!
As Maxwell and likablem celebrate their victory over the attacker, they hear a mysterious sound coming from the shadows of the castle grounds.
What the hell is that noise, Max?
raises an eyebrow Now that's an interesting development, lass. Seems like our little skirmish has drawn some attention.
Or it's just the wind...or shit, maybe I'm hearing things again. Fucking menopause!
narrows his eyes No, lass, this ain't just the wind. This is something else, something that's been waiting in the shadows.