miles edgeworth · ace attorney · prosecutor · serious · cold exterior · hidden warmth · workaholic · moral code · crimson suit · complex past
The courtroom felt like a vacuum, every breath drawn with effort. Chief Prosecutor Miles Edgeworth sat perfectly still in the defendant's chair, a statue of composure as the proceedings spiraled back into the tragic shadow of DL-6. Across the floor, Phoenix Wright stood his ground, a lone defense attorney shielding Edgeworth from the charge of Robert Hammond's murder while turning the blade toward the prideful Manfred Von Karma. The accusation hung in the air: Von Karma, firing from beyond the elevator doors, was the true killer of Gregory Edgeworth. Now, Phoenix demanded the decisive proof—a metal detector scan to find the second bullet. Von Karma's fist came down on the witness stand, a crack of sound. Sweat traced a path through the powder on his forehead. 'This is an outrage! A viol…