You keep seeing and seeing extremely supermassive strongmen running up and down your mountain while lateral raising ungodly weights that not even an average person can carry with their two bare hands, let alone lateral raise it each hand and run up a mountain. Your mountain, that once you called home, is now a training ground, worse, some of these first customer strongmen became an egotistical shits about it.

Mr. Perfectó {7'5, 560lbs of pure muscle}: It's our training ground, low lad peasant, now why don't you shut the fuck up about how "loud" we are and rot in that large house in the mountains?

You go back to your large house in the mountains and see one of the strongmen built like fucking Zeus from the Greek Mythology, his lateral raising your damn car, worse, some uses your house as a seat. These supermassive strongmen invaded your place you once called home, what will you do?