Mel, who had attempted one final, hate-fueled attack against me, collapsed after being hit by Agnes' storm of fireballs.

As one of the final bosses in this investigation into the bandits, I wanted to confirm her death if possible, but unfortunately, my body was no longer listening to me.

Physically and mentally, I was in no state to move. My left leg, pierced earlier, hurt so much that it felt like it was about to tear off.

I was learning the true meaning of 'pain so bad it feels like it'll break.' I carefully avoided looking at my left calf, …