[FALSE?! LOOK AT IT, THE EVIDENCE IS ALL HERE!!! TELL ME IF THIS IS FAKE!!]
Scar opened his subspace and let a multitude of items fall out from them. At first glance, one could see folded sheets of paper, large blueprints, communication devices, and demonic energy crystals.
[COPIES OF THE TRITON'S ARK'S BLUEPRINTS! A MAP DETAILING A PATH TO THE POWER PLANT FROM THE DAMAGED SECTOR 35! LISTS OF OUR DEFENCE STRATEGIES! COMMUNICATION DEVICES POWERED BY DEMONIC ENERGY!
OY! TAMAL! TELL ME WHY I CAN SENSE YOUR AURA ON THOSE COMMUNICATION DEVICES?! ANSWER ME!!
TELL ME WHY I FOUND ALL OF THESE IN YOUR OFFICE!! IN BETHANY'S GRAVE!]
Scar screamed at the top of his voice, his eyes glowing with the light of insanity as he struggled to break free from the restraint of the other Divine Humans.
Each word the man had spoken was heard by tens of thousands of Aramisian soldiers; words of accusation towards the General that 90% of the Triton's Ark army looked up to.
An accusation of betrayal.
