Meanwhile, down at the arena, the new Conglomerate visitors were given their own private VIP area to see the Sanctum Duels in full view.
Gabriel Vanderbilt charged through the Vanderbilt guards, jostling past their shoulders roughly, before he finally arrived at his father's private space.
As expected of Conglomerates, this VIP area they had wasn't actually in the Colosseum. It was a Pocket Dimension, one that could be picked up and plopped into another space easily, much like a mobile home.
The Pocket Dimension itself was as big as a mansion, with all the luxuries and amenities one would expect that a royal or a King would have. Except, it was all for a Vanderbilt.
And not just any Vanderbilt, it was actually for one of the main sons of Yze Vanderbilt. Gabriel's father was high up on the ranking to actually still be in the running for inheriting the entirety of the Vanderbilt company.
"Father," Gabriel angrily harrumphed. "Why are you here?"
