She replied coldly, "You have come to us as compelled".
Forsythe did not react to this being said, and the little dog now moved along to the next one very quickly. After a waiting some length of time she asked with the tone of a schoolteacher: "What have you to say in excuse of yourself?"
"I have been an executive of a masterly justice" he began ... "I have overseen the collection of taxes and through my wisdom, I have been both creator and magistrate of the law ... not unlike yourself" he popped in knowingly.
"You have failed to be fair, however" she replied. "Courts of the Physical World were modelled on this supreme tribunal, yet their discernment is blighted and they lack credibility - for the talents of Man's perception are still immature."
As she said this the thirty seats behind Yang suddenly filled. Puck recognized the monks from Tooke's community, along with other spirits of deceased soldiers, related to them. They had come to join with the accusers attesting to the cruelty and exploitation he had brought to the world in his time as Sheriff.
Sirius, who had been sitting patiently, now leapt up and ran to bite Forsythe’s ankle, this time taking a small flap of flesh in his pointed teeth. This moved him very quickly onto the next judge.
More and more seats were becoming occupied - his accusers were congesting the hall.
-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series
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