The Trial Board returned wearing clean language.
That was how I knew it had learned.
The first emergency review after Gate Eleven had been crude. Crushed dais. Blackened judgment crystals. Echo Warden contamination. Administrators trying to call panic procedure while the floor developed claws.
This one arrived in white paper.
A formal notice appeared outside the Healing Hall, the tactical classrooms, the Obsidian dormitory entrance, the Gold Hall foyer, and three servant corridors by ninth bell.
Not posted.
Manifested.
Silver-blue script crawled across the air like frost pretending to be law.
[Emergency Liability Review — Continued Session]
[Subject: Student Cedric Valdrake Arkhen]
[Status: Anomaly Under Medical Restriction]
[Scope: Gate Eleven / Echoing Catacombs / Unauthorized Void-Adjacent Technique / Witness Contamination]
[Attendance required.]
[Delay counted as obstruction.]
Witness contamination.
Of course.
