DAMIAN BLACKWOOD
A week would pass since that meeting with Michael Black for something to happen.
Within that time, I felt that I had gone several steps up the ladder of power, and the world was going to be mine. The alliance I had forged between myself and the Blacks was the talk of every corner, and my name, Damian Blackwood, was whispered with a mix of awe and resentment as was reported. They said that at eighteen, I had climbed higher than most men twice my age.
That was when I saw why I needed Michael Black's blessings and advice.
The alliance had allowed for me to tighten my hold on the fiends in Vieuti, and with Michael Black giving me so much priority that he made sure my supplies were on time, I was tightening my grip on the neck of the competition. For us Blackwoods, the m
