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Joseph snickers. He snickers loudly, trying to enfeeble the thing before it turns into a full-blown laughter, but fails miserably as one of his hands goes on his stomach, the man bent down in a laughing array.

"I'm--I'm so-I'm sorry" he apologizes between his laughing symphony "It's just...the punchline is coming rather quickly and it's always hilarious considering the whole thing".

He stops and takes a deep breath, clearing his throat before picking up his fingers still entwined in threads "A few years had passed with countless men thrown away to the forest like trash before those at the villa ever received anything from it. Unfortunately for them, it was not those they have rejected. No, those bush movements were nothing less than...amazons. Yep. Amazons were here now. Actually, they were for a while, but not this close before".

The setting showcases a few women encased in what looks like bones. Usually, they would not be clad in anything more than leather, let alone from head-to-toe. With their signature singular horns and great weapons, they set their camouflage aside just to gaze back into those in the tower. No expression, no typical provocative gesture, just a gaze. A gaze, for unknow reason, filled with an abject hate. Almost as if these people in the tower boarding the villa had 'done' something to earn their ire...