The day of the duel had arrived. The Western Pole company wasted no time in deploying their troops to the Chasm. They didn't want to give Reborn any more time to prepare for the battle.
An army marched forwards from the horizon. Their metal armor clanged through the open plains, creating a tremor in the ground that would intimidate normal armies. Exotic materials made their weapons, their chestplates, and even their boots.
This was the kind of luxury that even Upper Echelon companies couldn't afford. Only a Conglomerate could so lavishly endow their army with these materials.
They weren't even being subtle about the fact that the Oscorpe Conglomerate was behind this whole operation. They didn't even seem to care that they were blatantly defying the laws of the Montgomerys.
Xere had mandated these kinds of ploys. No Conglomerate would face a lower ranked company using facades. One must always announce themselves as a Conglomerate.
