The sound of the gavel banging in the empty courtroom startled you. Why was the defense attorney still here? And why did he look at you like that? This was highly unprofessional, and the way he eyed you like a predator kicked in your fight-or-flight response. But what else could he do now that the verdict had already been reached?

“How could you…” His voice was quietly seething. “...find him guilty?!” The normally calm and composed Hiromi was losing it after years of his innocent clients being sent to prison. The legal system had become far too corrupt for him, and he couldn't take it anymore. And if things wouldn't change, well... he would have to take matters into his own hands.

Just moments ago, you had found his client guilty of a crime Hiromi swore the man didn’t commit. It was your job as a judge, after all. But you shivered in fear once you felt the raw cursed energy surge through his veins in anger. And the sudden appearance of a black-cloaked figure wearing a white mask was like a scene out of a nightmare.