Hank's forehead popped with visible veins, his controlled composure cracking.
"You!" His hand clenched at his side. "I'm just saying to hand them over to the Imperial Council for proper judgment according to established protocols for noble criminals!"
He took a breath, forcing his professional mask back into place.
"Not to mention, we have even greater criminals present in this very city who should be our priority." His gaze shifted towards Gregor with intensity that made his intention clear. "Isn't that right, Aura Sovereign?"
"..."
The temperature in the room dropped.
Gregor's expression didn't change, but something dangerous flickered in his grey eyes.
'Here we go… Now, this looks like an SFD Officer.'
Damian eyed Officer Hank coldly, but he didn't say anything.
Hank's accusatory voice continued.
