It was the next night, and Ezra was led to the court for the second and final session. The air was thick with anticipation and tension as he walked into the chamber. The room was filled with a hushed murmur as various parties arrived, each taking their designated places.
Olivia and Gen entered first, their expressions stoic. They took their seats on one side, casting reassuring glances at Ezra. Across the room, Macmillan and Sarah made their entrance, their faces set in smug satisfaction. They were confident in their position, believing they had already won.
Target entered next, his demeanor smug as he prepared to present his case. He took his place, glancing at Ezra with a look of superiority. The room fell silent as the Arbiter made her entrance. She moved with a regal grace, her presence commanding and authoritative. Her Aura, almost tangible, filled the room, pressing down on everyone present.
