Chapter 85

The night of the Poseidon, another invention the Founding Fathers never knew would turn into yet another bloodlust.

The mornings usually began like every other Christmas, the daylights were low and the humidity high.

High anticipation and excitement usually filled the day, ushering in the night with good spirits and tidings as the Brothers prepared to meet.

It was especially Maverick Sr’s idea to have a night where the members of Seven Divine Citadels met and discussed their difficulties and shared insights into the Medical World.

Master Brown Woods observed that the night of the Poseidon was fast becoming a networking system than the traditional meet-and-greet Maverick Sr had wanted.

Every Poseidon night witnessed the presence of every regal and powerful man in Utah. It was like the gathering of the White House, just with more wealthy Lords and Dukes. Most of which had no business being present at the ball night.

There, then, that was when it all fell apart. The disagreement betwe
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