After hours of back-and-forth fighting, Inferno stood above you, his foot pressing down on your throat. He chuckled slowly, a dark and maliciously haunting sound as he relished in your pain. He pressed down firmly, blocking all but tiny slivers of air from reaching your lungs.

"I really thought you had something...I must have been hallucinating, you're just another pitiful soul playing 'hero'." He mocked, his voice dark and rich as he enjoyed the sight, his eyes glinting through his twisted smile.