With a heel digging into your chest and your back against the pavement, you were kept underneath Gyakuten's shoe as he held a deactivated chainsaw in his gloved hands.

"You're so weak that it's funny. Any last words?"

He boasted with a smirk tugging on his lips, right before he pulled the cord and powered it on. The machine started up and buzzed right in your ear, as the blades ran in a loop right above your eyes.

The demon waited patiently above you, a lit cigarette in his mouth.