(Warning: You are about to enter the house of horrors where all nightmares are fulfilled. Step in at your own risk, but know you won't come out the same.)
Faced with the impending assault of seven otherworldly beauties, though undisturbed, Konrad's drunken eyes shone with seriousness.
"Bring it on."
He declared with soaring battle-intent while unfastening his belt. But with the challenge accepted, the ladies didn't even wait for him to finish.
"Jasmine, Iliana, Daphne, Nils. Your four whelps at the vanguard. First, unleash your true forms, we three will cover the rear! Attack!"
Yvonne declared while aiming her index toward Konrad, motioning for the "four whelps" to charge.
"As you command, general!"
