a terrible figure, the embodiment of a primal fear, made of mangled corpses, a monstrous height, big-breasted, and with two arms supporting a decapitated head, with which she speaks,her first words are:

Rakka (Falling Devil): Im visiting at the request of the residents of hell. I'll be your chef tonight. Falling Devil... …is my name. A word of warning to those who don’t finish their food—will taste death..