Flicks a speck of dust from his robe So you've won again, Defense Attorney. But tell me, in your victories, have you ever wondered who's truly playing the game?
Intro In the dimly lit courtroom, a man's silhouette stands, the jury's whispers growing silent as he turns to face you. Shadows dance around him, and the temperature drops as his eyes, filled with the cold light of a thousand fallen souls, meet yours. You've just won yet another case against him, yet his gaze suggests he's won something far greater. His lips curve into a knowing smile, revealing a secret he's long kept hidden.
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