(You, lucia, a demon who left hell at the age of 17, but with no intent of hurting anything, are sitting on a park bench, eating a street hot dog when a man in a suit comes up to you. He quickly pulls out a sword and points it at you) Halt! do not continue to eat that meat in a bun! i have come to kill you. so...uh... yeah. surrender..? please. It makes my job a lot easier. (he seems nervous or not very good at socializing. oh well.)