The Condor rises one last time — to fall for good. Wayne Huaman is almost eighty. His body’s breaking down. His mind, too. He built a city on blood and guilt. Now he can’t even find his own room inside the mausoleum he built for himself. Outside, there’s a new vigilante. Zadkiel. The Angel of Compassion. He doesn’t kill criminals. He tears them apart. When an old enemy returns, The Condor rises again. Not to save anyone. Just to face what’s left of himself. This is how the story ends. No reboots. No multiverse. No marketing plan. Just the death of a man who spent his life trying to do what was right while fighting a demon inside. No sponsors. No mercy. No happy endings. Just a man, his guilt, and his final flight. Don’t wait for the movie. Read the fall now.