Trials and Errors "You call this a trial?" Liander Belaisle spun around, glaring with his light yellow eyes, teeth flashing a cunning smile. "Arrest them both." Piers's own voice shook, his power snaking out, aided by the white sorcery at his command, slamming into a wall of magic to be dispersed in a puff of smoke. "Nice try," Belaisle said, bowing from the waist in a mocking salute. "Now, if you don't mind, I'd like a moment with my client." "Your what?" Piers's normally polished tone was harsh with shock. "That's right," Belaisle said, bright and shining. "As his legal representation, I'm here to defend Jean Marc against all comers." Creator's statue is so close to completion, the Universe crumbling around her while Syd tries to balance worrying about her friends and family while knowing her time as Doombringer is coming, that ultimately her choice will decide the fate of everyone she cares about. Including the handsome enemy soldier who swears he's on her side. And her son, the Gateway, who isn't telling her everything...