I turned the glowing slip of paper over in my hand, its faint mana trace tingling against my fingertips.
One little word could decide Olga's future here. And I had no idea yet what I was going to write.
It felt heavier than paper had any right to.
"Oh… Um, Cory…?" Hailie said softly, almost a whisper, breaking the silence, "we should write nothing. Olga didn't mean it. I believe her."
"I forgot to tell you this… But don't use my real name in the game, is that okay?" I turned my head slowly toward her, my brows knitting. "…Are you serious?"
"Okay, I'll stop saying Cory, but yes, I'm serious." Her voice didn't waver as she kept her eyes on the piece of paper given to me. "I think she was actually innocent, she seems nice and genuine, I don't think she's a liar."
I shook my head while clicking my tongue.
"Seven people said otherwise, Hailie, seven. And Olga admitted it herself, so 'self-defense' or not, she said she killed them."
