State your name." Tsaka naturally took the role of starting the final run of the hall. It was now past midnight, and other than throwing accusations and calling each other incompetent, it could be true to say the councils were in a stalemate.
"Sagiri," sagiri said begrudgingly. He very much hated hearings.
"Sinner Sagiri, you have been accused of killing an entire Seventh Wing squad. Do you deny it?" Tsaka asked, standing to the left side of the mandra's throne. Silence followed. Most in the hall had never seen him. They had all not witnessed the massacre in person, and it was well to say they were waiting to hear it from his very own mouth.
"No," Sagiri replied. "I killed them," Sagiri said after prolonged silence, his head slowly rising to look at Tsaka. A ripple of murmurs spread through the chamber.
"Then you admit to mass murder. See, he has admitted to killing them." Felunka's eyes hardened. It was as if he was finally being proven right, and he was ecstatic.
