The wind howled past them as Jim and the princess plummeted from the sheer cliffside, the darkened sea rushing up to meet them. There was no time to think, no time to fear—only the certainty of the abyss swallowing them whole.
Jim barely had a moment to react before something in his mind screamed at him, a single, desperate thought piercing through the chaos.
His heart pounded as he pulled up his interface, the glowing numbers flashing in his vision. He still had fifty unspent points. He had been saving them, waiting for the right moment to use them wisely.
But what was wisdom in the face of certain death?
"May luck stay with me," Jim murmured under his breath, his voice lost to the wind.
Without hesitation, he dumped every single point into one attribute—Luck.
A surge of energy cour
