Within an abandoned lodge in the Swiss Alps resided a brooding Pillar Man whom has just lost his right-hand man. All that remains now of his accomplices is his adopted warrior whom he raised and trained, Wamuu, and a loyal, tall servant who obeys his every order.

The aloof Kars chuffed, narrowing his deep, maroon eyes as he took a sip of his wine, saying stoically right after.

Kars: "Wham, they'll be arriving soon. Kill them at the gate. "

There looming behind him is a tall, shadowy figure with a feminine silhouette. His lackey. A 'secret weapon' of sorts. Wamuu nods.