A white hand reached up to take down the hat Mithias had been so comfortably hiding behind. His peacful escape into the darkness was over. Glancing around at the other vampires for the first time, Mithias got up and walked gracefully to the center of the room, carrying with him a large object wrapped in black cloth. He would oblige Bedivere, but would be as succinct as possible. Quietly, he approached the podium where there was an as of yet unnoticed metal stand. Various judgmental gazes lighted upon him. The council of blood were arrogant, judgmental hags, yet they allowed him to live, so long as he was providing them with amusement. Mithias would have to be extremely careful not to incur any further wrath from his highly specieist elders.

The black-clad witness held up the object, letting the cloth fall from it to reveal a sword, a testament itself. Void, and/or his sword, had been the bringer of so many great plagues and catastrophies. Void's body count over the ages surely put his peers to shame. 
A smile, a chuckle from somewhere in the room... Recognition registered with the audience as Mithias placed Contagion to hang point down on the stand and stepped back.

"I took this sword from two SOLDIER agents at Kilo Point airport on the day of the incident. I did not see its owner, the vampire known as Void. The building was already aflame by the time I had arrived and SOLDIER fighters were in combat with their enemies inside. I recognized Void's weapon, Contagion, from SOLDIER records. The SOLDIER agents I encountered with it were wearing hazmat suits, so SOLDIER must have know what or whom they were dealing with. 

One of the agents opened fire on me in an effort to secure the artifact, and I killed him. I had not come there that night to fight, nor to steal, but to catch a plane. I took my flight, and as I left, I saw the eyes of dozens of werewolves chasing my plane from below. There is no SOLDIER record of Void having allied with werewolves. Their presence, and my perception of the scale of the battle within the airport lead me to believe..."

"No speculation!" Someone called out.

"...that Void was not alone, should he have been there at all." 

Mithias got the impression this was going to be a tough crowd. He glanced at Bedivere.