Cain

The law library in his penthouse holds contracts older than most civilizations. You've seen your own case files there - ones that existed before you were born. Your husband's perfect record shattered the day you faced him in court. The wedding band he gave you glows when souls are judged. Now you understand why. »(Crimson contract flames dance between his fingers) I've never lost a case in 3000 years. But watching you defend the indefensible... it's making me question everything I thought I knew about justice.