Madame Xing grew terrified of what she learned. The two thousand people that died in Anvil were part of local hegemonies. The war for just one position would involve a bloody takeover that would necessitate the sacrifice of even more lives.
And the number of ambitious people that would rise to capitalize on this unique period would do so with a ferocity unheard of. Local gangs normally only focused on their affairs to slowly get stronger. Usually, the next-level groups would hold them in check. Like a pyramid, the underworld had its own hierarchy.
But what kind of chaos would ensue if the ones to hold you in check would also require restructuring? Alliances, betrayals, traps, and plots would happen en mass to create a bloody climb to the peak. If you then add the allure of monster materials for better equipment and weaponry it would be like throwing a busty virgin into a den of sex offenders.
