Sanel Caroy's face was a livid purple, his teeth gnashing with a crunching sound.
Skul's questioning left him unable to respond. Even if he could find some excuses for exoneration, his words would be drowned out by the scolding voices coming from all directions, unable to stir up any waves.
Moreover, from start to finish, the former government military officer never had the slightest intention of defending himself.
"No one can judge me!"
Sanel roared like thunder, knocking over the railing, fiercely lunging toward his old classmate and enemy sitting high on the judge's bench, but was firmly pulled back by shackles and chains, unable to move.
Like a beast in its death throes, overwhelming resentment and fury burst from Sanel's eyes as he hysterically shouted, "No one!"
The gendarmes responsible for maintaining order in the trial quickly encircled him from the left and right, trying to subdue the out-of-control defendant.
