Taking a step back, a week after Commander Donald had returned from his first dive into the dungeon.
In this dimly lit courtroom, he stood, shackled and restrained, a solitary figure awaiting judgment. Shadows concealed the audience of officers and nobles who would pass verdict upon him.
The atmosphere weighed heavily with tension as an authoritative voice resonated through the chamber, pronouncing the grave accusations that hung over Donald.
"Commander Donald L. Lander, you stand before this court-martial, facing charges of Negligence, Dereliction of Duty, and Incompetence."
In the obscurity, Donald remained silent, unable to perceive the expressions that veiled the faces of those who would scrutinize his every word and action. The voice continued, unrelenting, listing the damning indictment against him.
"You are hereby ordered to account for the death of over one hundred soldiers."
