When Michael and I arrived at the Hall of Justice, I realized it was much more lively than I had imagined.
The hall was filled with whispers. Many people were gathered here, and everyone was talking as if they were all enthusiastically discussing today's trial.
I looked at the table in front of me. It was already full. In the middle was the judge, and there were three seats on each side of the judge, making it a total of six people. Everyone had a name plaque with their names written on it. They were all officials of the Werewolf Court Committee. I saw them exchanging documents and occasionally talking in low voices.
On the right side of the entire court are a few rows of long stools. I assumed they were for the jury. They hadn't entered yet.
I tugged on Michael's sleeve and asked in confusion, "It's just an early judgment. Why are there so many people?"
Michael's brows furrowed as well. He scanned the entire court, but he didn't answer me.
