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Hearing what they all wanted to talk about, I suddenly had a sense of unease spring up within me. As well as that, how he said it. It seemed like I wasn't going to be getting any kind of say in this. Then I looked around and saw that each of the seats where all facing me. It looked like I was on trial.
Alita I think had noticed this as well and went to step into the room but suddenly an aura sprang up and held her in place. I looked over at Erebus and immediately I could tell that it was him who was doing it. The whole time through his eyes had not left me, none of their eyes had left me, which scared me a bit.
Looking around at them all not speaking, I slowly clenched my hand. It was at this moment that I had a voice, not one of the commanders though. But of the Spirit, though it was speaking outside this time, instead of just inside my head.