Amid the solemn atmosphere, the holographic footage abruptly stopped. Cyno gazed coldly at the silent gods before him and said slowly, "There is much, much more evidence like this. Every piece is enough to prove that Harrow has harbored malicious intentions all along, carefully plotting and preparing to release Ammit. If you still have doubts and want to see more evidence, I can keep playing it for you without holding anything back."
The gods exchanged glances, then shook their heads and waved their hands.
Thanks, but no thanks. They really did not want to see any more.
By now, Harrow's face had flushed crimson. Agitated, he offered a feeble defense. "Fake! It's all fake! Every one of those videos was fabricated!"
His voice trembled with anger.
"Khonshu has been colluding with Iron Man all along! They're partners in crime! You know what Tony Stark used to do. The man is a war profiteer through and through!"
Harrow had become hysterical. He screamed himself hoarse, his face contorted, desperately hoping to turn this disastrous situation around.
Yet he could not conceal the panic in his eyes. The fear and unease flickering in them utterly betrayed the terror deep inside him.
"Khonshu must have used some despicable trick to convince Stark to help him accuse me! You all know that Khonshu's whole theory about upholding justice works perfectly on someone like Stark, who thinks so highly of himself, looks down on everyone else, and loves playing the hero."
Harrow continued ranting madly, his voice filled with bitter defiance.
Seeing Harrow's obvious distress at having his secrets exposed, even Osiris, who had favored him all along, finally realized that Harrow had been playing them all for fools.
"Enough!"
Unable to contain his anger any longer, Osiris swept his hand through the air and