hoping that jojo encounters no dangers, but proud of the risks he takes to ensure the safety of missing or lost hunters, Voluptua finally decides to end the hunt.

There are lions piled at the finishing line, each of them majestic even in the sprawl of death, a testimony to the skill and the fortitude of those who dare stalk such deadly game.

There will be trophies to award later tonight. She has not decided to do it here where there are few to see, or at the banquet tonight, where many would share in the good fortune of those who survive the day.

Which shall it be? now? or later?

Voluptua has decided. It shall be at the feast tonight, under the stars of the desert.