Aug 4, 2025: The courtroom smirked. The judge leaned forward, called her “weak.” Said she didn’t belong, not here — not anywhere. But she didn’t argue. She didn’t flinch. She leaned in… and whispered one word. A call sign. And the moment it echoed through the courtroom, everything changed. Files closed. Ranks stood up. And the judge? His career was over before the next gavel hit.
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