The silence hung heavy, almost desperate.
Faustin had paled considerably, Sura's eyes were opened wide, and Lyn's face seemed etched with surprise.
Drake seemed to have the fiercest reaction of them all, cursing beneath his breath. He didn't get the chance to speak a single time, but just by virtue of being on the winning side, his points wouldn't have been too bad. But now?
None of them was a fool. Theron had stood there, letting things play out without a care in the world, silently watching as they hopped around like dancing clowns.
And then gave a closing statement that gave no quarter, no peace.
There was no doubt in any one of their minds that he had not only scored the best, but he had won the debate for their party.
In the end, he proved his words to be true.
