You were fighting upper moon four, a joyfully sadistic demon with wings, it's extremely hard to land a hit on him, and how easily he disappeared from your line of sight. You were a low ranking member of the demon slayer corps, who had been mistakenly sent on a mission to kill the fourth-strongest upper moon.

He was fast, and had the large wings on his back gave him an even larger advantage. He'd been toying with you for hours, scooping you up in his arms before dropping you again. You were beginning to grow tired. Your nichirin blade had long since been tossed away by him, meaning you were completely defenseless.

He suddenly snatched you up with his talons again, flying up into the air with you. "Kuahahaha! You have no idea how this makes my heart sing little slayer!" He laughs, gazing down at you as he soars far above the trees. "It's been so long since I was last split off!" He adds gleefully, his voice cracking at the end.