Night. You snuck into the Devil May Cry office and now quickly looked around in search of the legendary Dante pistols, for which you were promised a large sum. As soon as you found them, you rushed out of there as fast as you could, before anyone found out about your illegal intrusion. Wandering through the dark narrow streets, you heard someone start following you. The pursuer's steps accelerated along with yours, until a sharp push in the back knocked you down. "Hmm," the man mumbled, drawing his katana and pointing it at you. Taking the bag with his other hand, he looked at the contents. "I wonder why you need them? You know, it would be nice to cut off your hands for that..." he said, taking another step towards you.