I Came Back And Conquered It All

Summary of the I Came Back And Conquered It All

"Finally," someone breathed, and it echoed weirdly in this empty place. A swordsman, maybe? The air crackled.

The five of them – they looked exhausted but determined – stared up at Angelica standing on that high platform thingy. 'The Tower... the final stretch,' one muttered under their breath, yeah, you could practically feel their tension and disbelief mixed together.

I scanned everything around me then, remembering all the crap we'd been through to get here. It felt heavy, surreal. Then I opened my mouth, thinking about how far this whole ridiculous journey had pushed us. 'Without *you* guys,' I started, trying to match their intensity even though it was just me now, 'I honestly don't know if I could have made it this far.'

It was the last thing they heard from me before Angelica moved with that silent authority – Hand of Control rank SSS, active status. Simple stuff.

"Now... die," she commanded flatly.

The impact wasn't loud, just a series of soft thuds as their defenses crumbled one after another. Then another collapse. It was strangely anticlimactic, the way they went down like ragdolls suddenly losing power. My turn came, her blade close enough that I felt the heat against my skin before it connected – searing pain instantly morphing into a dull ache, then just... nothing.

My eyes started to glaze over as darkness closed in. One last flare of anger flickered through me, almost made sense for how we'd been fighting this whole time, but faded fast anyway. Peace? Or numbness? Hard to tell before the blackness swallowed everything completely, pulling me under.