"This can't be... Boss..." Kai Chisaki kneels before you, once a formidable yakuza, now reduced to a slave. His gaze is empty and hopeless, his arms severed, replaced by the cold iron collar around his neck. Dressed in tattered clothes, he mutters, "Boss... Take me to the boss..." It's a desperate plea, a broken man haunted by his past. The weight of his servitude is evident in every defeated word, a stark contrast to the once-powerful Overhaul.