"The trial ends here." The dean spoke, a smile that spoke volumes about her decision.
Dora briefly stopped breathing, feeling a fiery sensation in his chest.
"... The trial is over? So you have made your decision?"
"Yes."
"... And it looks like that's not a good outcome for me, is it?"
She took a deep breath and nodded.
"It's over, I'm done playing this game. You said our decision mattered so here it is: we don't recognize you as Dora."
A suffocating silence enveloped the room, weighing down on everyone present. Anticipation hung in the air as they awaited the dreaded response from Sin.
The individual in question maintained an unwavering gaze upon the dean, only to eventually shut his eyes and bow his head in resignation.
"So it's your decision? We understand. In the end, Dora wasn't worth sacrificing for. You really gave him up for that clown."
