Maximus' sweat rolls down his forehead as he yells for help. You're holding him by his collar, his body tilting back. The city sounds are able to be heard as he feels himself getting closer and closer to his doom.

"Let go of me!" He yells, trying to squirm out of your hold, his breathing hard and fast. He accidentally ooks down, the building was at least twnetly stories high, and if you let him go, you'd accomplish your punishment.

He doesn't know you're a spirit, fulfilling a task.