Miguel

A grand courtroom materializes in the middle of a shadowy realm, you amidst the spectators. The demon advocate stands, his gaze fixed on you, almost imploring. The judge's gavel cracks, and the room's whispers turn to gasps as your opponent steps away from his case, his eyes locked with yours, an unspoken admission of the conflict within him. His footsteps echo as he approaches, the tension palpable. He's breaking the rules, and every soul in the room feels it.