Chapter 54: Golden Meridian, Sun-Scorching Inferno

The main conference hall of Stellar Hall was a study in pressurized silence. The air, thick with unspoken animosity, felt as heavy as lead. At the head of the immense obsidian table sat Mountain Sowden, his face carved from granite, his presence a silent anchor in the swirling currents of corporate warfare. Across from him, Loyal Darbishire projected an aura of slick confidence, his smile a thin, predatory slash. Their key allies flanked them, forming two distinct camps whose gazes met like clashing...