Mateo might've needed a moment to get his gears turning, but he shrugged off his surprise very quickly.
In the span of time that it took one person to blink he'd thrown back his chair and unslung the large weapon on the wall.
He went towards the only window in the room and jumped out of it like he was a modern day superhero.
As soon as he leapt outside, he saw the problem.
Three individuals that he didn't recognize were standing just outside his mansion.
One was a tall young man with a ripped physique and a domineering aura.
Mateo easily mistook him for an Egyptian deity due to the traditional skirt, wesekh, and armbands that looked like they could've been found in a museum.
But Mateo had no time to sit and question this stranger's fashion choices.
Especially not when he was holding the two of his guards by the neck.
