The featureless man replied, "Mansour?"
"Confirmed"
Mr. Obsidian put his phone in his vest pocket, returning his attention to the monitors and screens arrayed throughout his office. The drones he had left at the Veil had provided him with plenty of unbelievable video. Obsidian was certain that Mansour had an invisible ally.
It was clear by now that Mansour and his powered companions were coming after his organization. What Mr. Obsidian couldn't figure out was why? What caused these billionaires to get up from a coma hellbent on attempting to destroy Mr. Obsidian's plans and organization.
A short sigh escaped him as he begn to research this self proclaimed Pharaoh. After a few hours, Mr. Obsidian was pleased, "My men may not be able to stop Mansour, but luckily, he does have a sister." Retreiving his phone, he sent out several messages.
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