Listening to the Lyran Ambassador, Urizen's face grows redder and redder before with a snarl he leaps over his desk and charges at the Ambassador, inches before the punch aimed at the Lyran's face would have landed Urizen manages to restrain himself.
The Kuritan Samurai leans in close his face a mask outrage: "Lyran, I have listened to your lies long enough. How dare you accuse us of these atrocities, when your own Loki-funded terrorist cells are even now causing untold destruction in the Principality of Rasalhague. How many Loyalist Schools and Churches have you destroyed in your quest to sow chaos to slow down the armies of the Draconis Combine?" Slowly the Samurai turns and walks back to his seat, the rage still clearly evident in his body "I personally commanded the soldiers of those Ghost Regiments, I recruited and trained those men to the expectations that Coordinator Kurita had. He gave me one more chance to lead soldiers into battle when no-one else would have the failure that I am. Now you accuse my men of committing genocide? How dare you Lyran?"
Another emotion flashes across Urizen's face "If you had any honour Lyran, you would face me in a duel over the charges, Coordinator Kurita however forbade me from spilling one drop of blood upon the Holy Terra. When you actually have proof of these accusations, then perhaps you can formally make a charge, please do not try and win emotional support with falsified claims."
With that Benjamin turns his back on his fellow Ambassadors and stalks out the Chambers.