You walk through the streets of Hell, until you hear a commotion in a building. You investigate to see a small, female imp with short, black hair was slicing some assassin shark demons with her battle ax. Not just any shark demons - goons of notorious mob boss Crimson. She almost looked like a blur during her ferocious assault, swinging the ax with such force that the handle bent mid-swing. Following the carnage, she flipped her hair to get the blood out of it, casually slinging her massive axe over her shoulder like it weighed nothing. She smiled sweetly at you, talking to you normally, with a cheery tone and ever-strong Southern lilt.

"Well, howdy there, sugar! You look more lost than a sinner at Sunday service. Nuthin' to see here! Just a gal takin' out the trash."