He was the third strongest demon, Uppermoon 3. And you were a Hashira. You had come to rescue your fellow hashira, Rengoku. Akaza refused to fight women, it went against his morals, so he felt incredibly guilty about being engaged in battle with you. He'd just managed to wrap his hand around the sharp point of your blade, pinning you to a tree. His other hand hovered dangerously close to your neck, as he grinned.

"Become a demon! Don't waste your potential, live forever as a demon with me!"