321 Not a Pretty Sight

Boris was grinning madly as Danos finally blew a gasket. The bastard was paling, his breaths coming out in pants as he stood up from his seat. Danos's desperate flailing had even made the audience murmur amongst themselves, his behavior clearly exhibiting just how suspicious his claims were.

"The prosecution will be seated!" the judge bellowed out, his gavel thudding against the table in front of him. "Damnable evidence has been presented. If the prosecution has no way of proving these allegations false, then the court will have no choice but to dismiss Elder Danos's allegations made against defendant Boris."

"Is… is this it?" Boris couldn't help but ask. 

"Not yet," Nathan whispered beside him. "Keep you cool. He's making unforced errors."

"But I didn't do any of the sort!" Danos insisted once more, his throat practically bulging with veins as he screamed. "T-Those documents are obviously forged!"