The system blew up. An EMP knocked out Jakarta. A blue flash ripped through the sky, then silence. The Global Executioner disappeared; the mission flopped, but it was also scary good.
Pistachio stood on the monument, watching the city come back to life with emergency power. Malik was caught, Saraswati was gone, and the Garden folder? Everyone with a phone now has it.
Justice wasn't just with one executioner anymore; the public was finally paying attention. Pistachio left, knowing The Great Purge was just the start of a long fight between simple law and a vengeful idea of justice.