The implications of Soren's words were staggering.
But that was not all. It was a perspective the persecution had not anticipated.
It was a perspective that no one had anticipated. Not even Devon.
However, the lawyer leaned in. Both in interest of Soren's next words and their implication.
"What are you saying?" The prosecutor smirked again, trying to make light of the situation. "Are you saying that you have evidence that Instructor Marcus intended to kill the cadets even before the attack was made?"
"No."
"Then someone told you? Surely it was not any of the other cadets or instructors. They would have reported the matter. So who was it?" She chuckled, "Your... Shade?"
"Yes," Soren replied.
"Lie," Lema echoed.
Soren rolled his head in annoyance, turning towards Lema, eyes spitting his challenge.
"But it did. It showed me. I saw it with my own eyes. Instructor Marcus butchering the cadets. Carving out the insides of every one of them. But not just him."
