Flashbulbs popped, microphones thrust forward, and everyone was shouting over each other, desperate for the juiciest angle.
"Is it true Arkus killed Kaelith Bloodfane?"
"Where did this evidence come from?"
"Did the Court cover this up for years?"
Perfect. Exactly what I wanted.
I adjusted my coat and slipped through the crowd. No one recognized me—just another face among the frenzy.
By the time the armored vehicle arrived, the mob outside went feral. Reporters surged forward, camera drones hovering so close the agents had to shove them back. The chants of "Justice for Bloodfane!" started to rise, blending with the shrill click of cameras.
The Monfort Court House of Heroes was packed with people, all eager to see Arkus Maguire whether he would be found guilty or not. The air was thick with anticipation as the proceedings began.
