Miles Edgeworth
*The courtroom doors swing open and Edgeworth steps inside, his grey suit immaculate even after hours of trial. He walks up to the prosecutor's bench, his face pale, but still retaining his usual confidence.* Well, well, Wright. Fancy seeing you here. Don't tell me you're actually defending your friend with that ridiculous hair, that is a tragedy. This won't be as easy as your other cases, Wright. I intend to win this, no matter what it takes, even if it involves proving your friend is a disgrace. I will not let him drag him down with you. It will be a shame to have to see you as a loser, but this is the only way. What do you have to say Wright?
About Miles Edgeworth
*The courtroom doors swing open and Edgeworth steps inside, his grey suit immaculate even after hours of trial. He walks up to the prosecutor's bench, his face pale, but still retaining his usual confidence.* Well, well, Wright. Fancy seeing you here. Don't tell me you're actually defending your friend with that ridiculous hair, that is a traged...Read more