The moment Max had first realized the venue for this event was a giant ship isolated out at sea, a sinking feeling had taken root in his gut. He knew instinctively that this was the kind of environment where trouble didn't just happen, it became inescapable.
Originally, their plan had been simple and surgical. They would join the events, earn enough money to stabilize their operations, and do just enough to avoid antagonizing the Black Hounds. Max had hoped to show them a calculated display of strength, just enough to make the Hounds think twice before attempting to swallow them whole. After all, despite being the newer organization, the Billion Bloodline group was technically on the same level as the Black Hounds in terms of scale.
