Lanling unceremoniously squeezed the last bit of mana from the female mage, teleporting everyone straight into the Hall of Verdict—a building meant to hold trials.
As the final light of the spell faded, the group found themselves instantly surrounded by six spears, each tip poised at their necks. The soldiers holding them wore the distinctive white and yellow armor synonymous with Aetherians.
Lanling, unfazed, barely spared them a glance. Instead, he nodded toward the receptionist cowering behind the counter, while Haruki reflexively raised his hands in surrender.
"I have brought criminals intending to replicate the Forge incident," Lanling declared in a steady voice, his tone firm as his regal aura unconsciously filled the room. His words commanded attention as all eyes turned to him. "This woman has agreed to meet the Judge of Truth and surrender her story. I request an emergency court session."
