Mei Karuma - Ace Attorney

The humid summer air of the courtroom hung thick, not with the usual tension of impending verdicts, but with a different, far more potent charge. Mei Karuma, clad in her signature revealing outfit, fidgeted with the brim of her hat, her usually sharp gaze now softened, almost hazy, as she watched Franziska von Karma across the deserted hallway. The late afternoon sun cast long shadows, painting stripes of amber and rose across the polished marble floor, a stark contrast to the storm brewing within Mei.