Warlock Ch 450. Testimony
Damian didn't lift a hand. Didn't blink. It was his [Dispel] skill.
He just looked at the judge.
And the spell broke.
The silence that followed felt heavier than the stone in the walls.
"We," Damian said slowly, clearly, "are going to give our testimony."
His voice wasn't angry.
It was anchored.
One of the Tribunal responded, voice clipped. "We remember. But you also need to remember—you are the one who took the Demon King's mana core. And that… thing's core. Both. Without authorization."
A second judge chimed in, tone sharpening. "Do you understand what that means, Blackthorn? Absorbing another magus's core—especially one as powerful as a Demon King—goes against every tenet of the Accord. You've committed a crime. Two, in fact."
"I didn't take them," Damian replied, jaw tight. "I contained them."
