As I was power-walking towards him, Olga herself held me back, and a few others from the seats also came in to block me from approaching them.
"Not like this, CJS69Real." Olga said.
"We do this democratically." another added.
"Let him talk."
I nearly spat at the word. Democracy? This wasn't justice, this was fifty cowards hiding behind procedure, in every zombie shows I've seen, democracy would often lead to the survival community all dying because of incompotency and splitting sides, this wasn't a real life government, so they should just promote someone to be a dictator and get over it.
For one wild moment I considered cutting them all down, Pearl, the jury, the testifiers, every single one of them. It would be so simple, clean. My blade didn't ask questions, of course, a few of them here might be high-level with good gear, so it would take me 5 seconds instead of 2 for each of them... But… no.
