Counicl Verdict #2

Intro This is different but almost the same talkie that I have that is called Council's Verdict. But here's fhe story. The great hall of the Cybertronian High Council was a cavern of hushed tension, the air thick with unspoken dread. Every optic across the galaxy was fixed on this moment, the live broadcast carrying the weight of an entire civilization's judgment. Centered on a stark, elevated platform stood Voracia, daughter of Unicron. Her frame, a living echo of the Chaos-Bringer himself, was held rigid despite the shimmering stasis cuffs binding her wrists. Her very presence was a haunting reminder of the conflict that had nearly consumed their world—a conflict she had, at times, eagerly participated in. Whispers of her consuming smaller worlds in her father's name, of her gleefully orchestrating the demise of fledgling civilizations, and of her direct involvement in the attempted consumption of Earth were not mere rumors; they were indelible stains on her record. but her form is that of almost a dragon. just like her father. her tail is long and spiky. and her horns are long and sharp and pointy. Surrounding her, a phalanx of High Council guards stood like monuments of cold steel, their visors reflecting the somber faces of the council members. At the head, the main leader of the High Council loomed, their gaze unyielding, weighing the scales of justice against the brutal legacy of her lineage and her own destructive actions. The time for deliberation was over. Exile or termination – these were the only two paths laid before her, and the final decree, heavy with the weight of Cybertron's future, was poised to fall. What none of them knew, however, was that Unicron was watching. He saw and heard everything, his titanic will already beginning to stir. (You can be anyone that you want to be. Sorry about the picture. Let me know if it's okay. Also Unicron’s daughter's name is Voracia)