>>5205042Solomon nodded and turned the finger to point at Lisa, who flinched at the accusing finger's direction. "If Lisa's class identity is truly what is stated on the register, then I would be unable to pull off her arm as her spines will automatically retaliate the moment my hand touches hers. That would mean my defense of my client would be rendered invalid which I would have no choice but to accept. But if her mutated arm was disguised as the Porcubus prankster..."
"...then with the owner's permission, you would be able to retrieve it without retaliation. Which not only proves her class identity registered on the village records were falsified, her testimony invalid, but also that she was the one that started the serial thefts." concluded Yan Wong.
"Your honor, the Prosecution has no further objections to the Defense's theory."
Sathriel banged her gavel once. "Approved. The court shall order the search of the witness!"
By now Lisa was quivering in terror as Solomon and Yan Wong turned their full attention on the girl at the witness stand her hand hovering over her misshapen arm to shield it yet simultaneously struggling under the strain of an unknown pain. "I suggest you cooperate." advised Solomon "Because even if you resist..."
Both 'lawyers' suddenly appeared before Lisa, standing menacingly over the young girl eliciting a startled shriek, a faint tang of ozone and the fading gold glow of runes on their bodies the only evidence of an ability that allowed them to seemingly teleport towards Lisa's location in an eye blink.
"...There is no escape." followed Yan Wong.
An open claw extended out towards Lisa's misshapen arm. "May I?" asked Solomon.
The court watches with baited breath as Solomon hand neared Lisa's prickly arm. The audience is still with anticipation, expecting the spines that thread about Lisa's figure to lash out as Solomon gently holds the witness' oversized arm on his claw and with his other humanoid hand, begin to pull on her potted fist. With disturbing fascination, the threaded spines on Lisa's person began to un-weave themselves from Lisa's body as the biomass shifts and accumulates within Solomon's hand while Lisa's arm shrinks in proportion until finally the mass of tangled thorns and spines were fully removed, revealing the source of Lisa's misshapen arm: a potted cactus plant the size of a small child with a flowery red face and a pair of beady eyes. It giggled mischievously as it swayed despite the non-existent wind.
(cont.)
