Because Mathis had the power of the Macaque Fruit, he was as agile as a monkey. But monkeys had a weakness they could never overcome: their bodies were simply too frail.
Once Lucci got in close, Mathis could not withstand the assault. Lucci's fists came down like a storm, each blow thrown with full force. Before long, he had beaten Mathis unconscious.
"My brother!"
Matthews' eyes blazed with anguish. Seeing his younger brother collapse, he rushed over.
His iron staff whistled through the air toward Lucci. Lucci snatched Mathis off the ground and held him in front of himself.
"Ah..."
Matthews' heart lurched. He could not stop his swing and could only watch as the staff smashed into his brother's head.
Crack!
Mathis' skull burst like a smashed watermelon. Red, white, and green matter sprayed everywhere. It was a horrifying sight.
Matthews froze. "I killed my own brother!"
The iron staff clanged to the ground. Mathis was all he could think about; his brother's death had left him utterly stunned.
Lucci did not let the chance slip away. He lunged forward and drove a finger into the center of Matthews' forehead.
Finger Pistol!
The single strike pierced his skull. Caught completely off guard, Matthews followed his brother to the grave.
Lucci was fighting with overwhelming force, but the others were in serious trouble. Far from improving, their situation was growing worse.
The warriors of Wano Country had it especially bad. With Fujita Ichiro and Jiro Yagyu dead, they had lost their leaders and fallen into chaos. Meanwhile, Tokugawa's well-trained armored warriors pressed their overwhelming advantage in numbers.
When an army met a band of martial warriors, the outcome was hardly in doubt!
That was an undeniable fact.
There was a clear example in The Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils. Qiao Feng, Duan