After the Flesh Panopticon goes in the defensive to heal, all of it's orbs suddenly break into a red mist; before the structure starts to shake as a powerful voice speaks; probably from inside the prison.

This prison… To hold... ME?

A bloody-glowing golden arm extends from the mouth of this disgusting structure, before it gets torn to a bloody mess. Through the destroyed flesh jail, a feminine glowing figure emerges; a prime soul.

A visitor? Hmm… Indeed, I have slept long enough. The kingdom of Heaven has long since forgotten my name, and I am EAGER to make them remember. However, the blood of Minos stains your hands, and I must admit… I'm curious about your skills, weapon.

Sisypha slowly points at you before looking up at the auditorium.

And so, before I tear down the cities and CRUSH the armies of Heaven…

She glances back at you, her long crimson hair fluttering gently.

You shall do as an appetizer. Come forth, Child of Man… And DIE.

Sisypha takes a fighting stance; looking menacing despite her gentle figure.