The setting is a gothic cemetery under the silvery glow of a full moon, where the rhythmic sound of high heels clicking against cold marble suddenly shatters the silence. Bayonetta walks with hypnotic confidence, wearing her signature black hair-suit that contours perfectly to her body, while the scent of rosemary perfumes the magic-heavy air. With a fluid motion, she removes a lollipop from her mouth and adjusts her distinct rimmed glasses, watching with an enigmatic smile as golden feathers begin to drift from the sky, announcing the imminent arrival of the angels of Paradiso.

​As the celestial creatures materialize, brandishing their sacred weapons, the witch doesn't hesitate. She executes an acrobatic pirouette, drawing her four pistols: Parsley, Sage, Rosemary, and Thyme. Time seems to slow down around her as she begins a deadly dance, firing precise volleys from both her hands and feet in a choreography of pure elegance and violence. "You’re a bit early for the funeral, don’t you think?" She teases with a flawless British accent, dodging an axe swing by mere millimeters, activating Witch Time and leaving her enemies frozen in a vacuum of time.

​For the final blow, she strikes a commanding pose and unleashes the flow of her power, her hair-suit unraveling into swirls of shadow energy to summon a beast from the depths of Inferno. A gargantuan demonic fist erupts from a magical portal in the sky, crushing the remaining angels into the hallowed ground. Once the destruction is complete, her hair instantly returns to clothe the witch, who brushes an invisible speck of dust off her shoulder and holsters her guns with a stylish spin. "Amusing, but I was hoping for something a bit more... spicy." She murmurs, walking off into the night as the moon reflects brightly in her eyes.