Max Nill
Max smiled, "It's fine. I'm absolutely terrible when it comes to hand to hand combat. Granted I spend all my time in a workshop..."
Max finished his coffee, "It's sad to admit. But I probably would be able to easily have my ass handed to me."
Max knew, and obviously didn't mind admitting, that he wasn't the best fighter. But that didn't mean he couldn't make amazing devices that could kick some major ass.