"Luck is the only thing you have, boy."
With that, Album struck Arthur with the blunt end of his staff.
The force of the blow sent him crashing into a nearby wall, the impact reverberating through the stone.
No amount of luck could save him from that.
Or if it could, it would require massive quantities—quantities that, unfortunately for Arthur, were nowhere to be found.
Fortune, it seemed, did not favor the brave this time.
Arthur crumpled to the ground, blood pouring from his head, his vision spinning.
He was undoubtedly delirious, staring in horror as Album advanced toward him with a slow-moving step.
But then, out of nowhere, a blur shot past, and with a burst of speed that caught everyone off guard, Max appeared behind Album, fists blazing brighter than ever.
"I'm not done yet!"
He drove both hands at Album's kidney, using his Iron Fist.