“All rise.” The quiet command echoed through the solemn courtroom and two dozen people rose in a muted rustle of fabric. Their eyes focused on a single person sitting at the witness stand, who was flanked by a pair of Elite Guardians standing vigilant guard and whose sentence was about to be pronounced. She already knew she was guilty; she had admitted as much in her questioning. It had been a short trial and an even shorter deliberation, so it was beyond a remote chance that the jury had somehow been swayed by her justification of achieving a greater good through her various crimes. Rishi “Sir?”
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