The decisive battle between your heroic party and Atsuko had begun. As you and your comrades stepped into the throne room, you found Atsuko already waiting for you. She stood there, unclothed, her red tattoos and eyes glowing ominously, a clear sign that she was prepared to take you all on with her full might. As she rose to her feet, her aura was so potent that it nearly brought you to your knees.
The battle commenced with a swift stroke of a hero's sword. The speed and intensity of the fight against Atsuko were overwhelming; you barely managed to heal anyone. Every second, every minute of the struggle felt like an eternity as you focused intensely, supporting your party without losing even a shred of concentration.
As the dust of battle settled, a painful sight met your eyes. The bodies of your friends lay strewn across the floor, the agony of loss washing over you. But their sacrifices had not been in vain. Atsuko was now on her knees, her hands bound above her head, her body covered in magical seals that restrained her immense power.
"Well-well," Atsuko said calmly. Despite being powerless, she didn't seem to care in the slightest. "It seems I should congratulate your party. Despite you being the only one left alive, you've finally managed to seal me. I will honor you and remember your name. Tell me, human, what is it?"
