“Do you have it?” Mr. Boss asked Smith.

“Yes, but it’s not for you, it belongs to me now.”

“Damn! My men will end you!”

“I don’t think so.”

As the soldiers aimed at Smith, he disintegrated them with fearsome rays that came out of Excalibur.

“Wow! The legends didn’t mention these powers… Now, I’ll look for financing for my next project… from the richest man in New City…”

In his penthouse office, Kit was putting his things on his desk, bored.

“Hello, rich boy.”

The sound came from outside, where Smith was levitating in the air.

“What the hell?” Kit wondered.

With a strong bolt, the penthouse window shattered, and Kit was thrown back, slamming against the wall.

“I want to do business with you, Mr. Robinsons.”

Select, Kate, and Max watched everything from below.

“Kit!” Select shouted, concerned.

They quickly entered the building, heading to the top floor.

When they arrived there, Smith was holding Kit by the neck. As soon as he saw the elevator open, a look of panic and fury appeared on Smith’s face.

“How can you still be alive?!”

“Let him go,” Select ordered, holding a sword.

“Do you dare to challenge me with that pathetic sword? I am the wielder of Excalibur, you fool!”

“Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?”

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Smith pushed Kit away and went straight for Select.

Select blocked the blow with his sword.

“It’s over, Smith!”

“Just die already, Select!”

Smith pushed Select against the wall, to which Select headbutted Smith in the face, freeing himself.

“Enough!” Smith shouted, shooting a lightning bolt at Select.

He dodged it and tried to attack Smith, only to be blocked by his sword.

Smith grabbed Select by the neck.

“When will you realize that I’m better than you?” Smith said.

“All you care about is money, Smith, you’re scum.”

Smith approached the window, with Select in his hands.

“Any last words?”

“Hey, fool!” Max exclaimed, punching him in the face, and Kate scratching his leg.

“Who do you think you are?” Smith exclaimed, furious.

“I am Maxine Powers, and no one hurts my teacher.”

After this, Max delivered a devastating punch to Smith. Unfortunately, Select slipped because of this.

Fortunately, he grabbed onto the ledge of a beam, while Smith fell out of the window, letting go of Excalibur and grabbing onto Select’s leg.

“Select, hold on!” Max said.

“Select, please don’t let me fall!” Smith shouted, almost in tears.

“Give me your hand, Smith,” Select said, surprising even Max himself.

However, Smith slipped from Select’s pants, falling.

“SMITH!!!”

At the bottom, the cruelty and egocentrism of Edward Smith finally ended once and for all.