'This farce of a trial…'
Zephyr showed a pleasant smile.
"Of course, I don't accept it. Because none of what he said makes sense, it is all just baseless accusations."
Zephyr turned to Zolt and Corvinus, his voice steady.
"Take, for instance, his claim that I was negligent and failed to detect the necromancer's presence. Here, negligence assumes that I have the capacity to sense the necromancer. He, without any reason, is assuming that a beginner mage like me, who is barely of a 1-star rating, can find an intermediate mage who is trying to hide."
Zephyr glanced at the gallery of mages.
"Is that even possible?" He asked.
Most of them shook their heads unknowingly. The absurdity of it was obvious to anyone who trained as a mage.
'This is fun.'
Zephyr raised an eyebrow, challenging his accuser.
Cedric ground his teeth, standing there like a fool who had walked into his own trap.
But Zephyr was not done yet.
He turned towards Masters once again and began to speak.
