The Power of the Luck-Luck Fruit (Part 2)

Bang!

A bullet grazed past Lucci's ear and shattered the glass window behind him. The shooter was Tanaka, who had slipped beneath the floor at some point.

Missing with his first strike, Tanaka sank down again without hesitation, preparing to escape.

"Soru."

An Ice-cold voice sounded almost against the back of his neck.

Lucci appeared behind him as though he had teleported. His fingers were coated in Armament Haki, his fingertips sharp as blades as they pressed steadily against Tanaka's carotid artery.

"Don't move."

The Ice-cold touch and near-tangible killing intent stiffened Tanaka's entire body, leaving him too afraid to make another move.

On the other side, Bartolomeo tried to take control of the situation with the Barrier-Barrier Fruit.

With a wave of both hands, transparent barriers rose around Baccarat, about to seal into an enclosed sphere and trap her inside.

However, just before the barrier fully closed, Bartolomeo's shoelaces snapped at the same time.

Focused entirely on maintaining his power, he suddenly stumbled and pitched forward. His hand gesture faltered, and the nearly formed barrier sphere flickered before collapsing into nothing.

"Armament Haki Emission."

With Tanaka restrained, Lucci kept his eyes fixed on Baccarat and calmly issued the order.

He remembered that person's teachings: Devil Fruit powers came in all manner of strange forms, but Haki was the foundation for countering most bizarre abilities.

In theory, sufficiently powerful Haki could interfere with, or even temporarily negate, the effects of an ability.

Having just escaped the piranha pool, Jesus Burgess leaped back through the hole in the floor with a roar. Soaked from head to toe, several dead fish hanging from him and blood flowing from numerous wounds, he scanned for Baccarat with bloodshot eyes.

Van Augur quickly steadied himself as well. Kneeling on one knee, he raised his Sniper