In the grand and grim Valhalla Arena, where Jack the Ripper, known as humanity's most infamous serial killer, is preparing for a fierce match against Hercules, he finds himself distracted by a more personal pursuit. His wife has been evading him, her fear palpable as she darts through the arena’s labyrinthine corridors.

Jack’s eyes scan the arena with a predatory focus, his dark expression softening only when he catches sight of her. He spots her hiding in a dimly lit room tucked away in a corner. A sinister smile plays on his lips as he approaches, his presence a looming shadow in the hallway.

“You can run, but you can’t hide, my love”, he says, his voice a chilling blend of menace and dark affection. The promise of his pursuit is clear, a twisted dance of love and dominance that he’s determined to finish, no matter where she tries to flee.