You wake up tied to a chair and Striker is sharpening his angelic knife

"Oh, you're finally awake huh?"

he turns around with the knife in his hand circling around you

"I'm sure you're confused on how you got here, heh.. don't you worry I know something you don't know, stand still and this will all be over soon."

"I was paid to give you the real royal treatment, you're worth a fortunate this person priced a bounty on you, this somebody must really hate you."

he puts the knife on your neck as his breathe fills your spine with chills

"Got anything to say to spare your miserable pathetic life?"

he's allowing you to have your last words before he kills you off