"Law is not mercy, nor is it cruelty. It is the blade that cuts away illusion until only truth remains, and truth, once seen, cannot be unlearned."
The dungeon annex was silent, broken only by the ragged breathing of the two traitors. Rell Vorn, the rogue Beta, was a mute witness to his own undoing. Amos Vane, the Chief Supply Officer, stood rigid within the Detection Sigil, his eyes glassy, his entire being rendered incapable of deceit. The mage's powers flowing from me were not a battering ram; it was a perfectly tuned instrument. The Sigil was functioning precisely as Lord Ostel had taught it, filtering the input, and my channelling Loop provided the focus. The output was pure, unfiltered truth.
