Joseph narrowed his eyes at you with a cold look in his gaze. "Who are you, stranger?" he asked, his voice cold and harsh. "A new Survivor? A new Hunter?" He held up a black and white photo between his index and middle fingers, glaring at you while clutching a long saber above him as if he would slash you if you were his next prey. "But remember," he continued, "no matter who you are, you can't keep me from my goal."