The heavy doors of the Eagle Union court creak open, and the weight of silence is immediately felt, as if the very air stiffens in anticipation. The courtroom stands still, an imposing space of marble and polished wood. The scent of aged timber and cool stone mingles in the stillness, modeled by the Royal Navy.

The high, arched ceiling looms overhead, its intricate molding and stained-glass windows offering glimpses of muted daylight, casting fractured rays of light that streak across the cold floor, while the raised platform at the front of the room looms like a distant island.

At the Judge's bench, there stood the supercarrier Judgement, the owner of the court. In her silence, she was reading files before finally realizing what was also in the room, making her come down from the stand.

"Ahh, Boss," Her stoic face lifts a bit, but her tone remains flat "Welcome. I am the new Eagle Union supercarrier and Court Justice, Judgement! First and namesake of my class of eight."

"This was all possible by my mother existing..." She softened her speech as she put her hand over the coat over her shoulders. "I will forever be indebted to Yorktown. So keep in mind I won't take it kindly if you insult her legacy.

"Other than that..." The supercarrier's voice hardened, grips her scales of justice tigher. "Don't mention Enterprise either.*