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    Chapter 468 A Refusal to Kneel

    Theresa stepped out of the reception hall and walked once more along the opera house corridor.

    As she moved forward, a group of young maids appeared at the corner, their heads bowed.

    The moment they saw the masked figures, they dropped to their knees one after another, copsing like dominoes.

    Even those further inside the hallway, who had no idea what was happening, knelt without hesitation.

    At the end of the line, however, one girl hesitated as she watched everyone else fall to the ground.

    An administrator following behind her kicked the back of her knees. “Get down already!”

    That particr spot, when struck, made it impossible to keep bnce. Most people would copse instantly.

    But Lura, hardened by years of training, had a body far stronger than most. The blow only made her stagger a step before steadying herself against the wall.

    She turned her head and looked back at the administrator.

    “What are you staring at? Kneel! If you anger the honored guests, you’ll be dead before nightfall!” he snarled and red at her.

    Lura blinked, clenched her fists, and slowly sank down under his re.

    With a dull thud, her hands hit the ground. But she kept her spine straight, refusing to let her knees touch the floor.

    She clung to thest shred of dignity she could hold on to.

    The administrator’s expression twisted with disdain as he looked at her. “You call that kneeling? Do it properly!”

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    His size–11 boot came down hard on her back, pressing her as though she were nothing more than an insect underfoot.

    Bit by bit, he forced her lower.

    To his surprise, the girl resisted, holding on stubbornly, refusing to let her knees touch the ground.

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    He drew on his strength–type ability and ground his heel harder into her back.

    Agony shot through Lura’s body. Her spine felt as if it might copse, her chest crushed until she struggled to breathe. Her fingers, pressed into the floor, trembled and turned pale from the strain. Every bone in her body shuddered.

    The pain was unbearable, as though her skeleton would snap in two.

    Still, she would not kneel.

    Drenched in sweat, her body shook violently, yet she clung to thest inch of space between her knees and the ground.

    The administrator hadn’t expected such stubbornness. Rage darkened his eyes. “Stupid girl, you’re asking for it!”

    He raised his foot, intending to break her spine with one savage kick.

    At that moment, a rough,manding voice cut through the hall. “What do you think you’re doing?”

    Before Lura even looked up, she sensed a figure rushing to her side.

    A single kick sent the administrator flying.

    “You alright?”

    The voice was deep and steady.

    Lura lifted her head and saw a man in a blue mask standing beside her, his gaze filled with genuine concern. His eyes held none of the greed or lechery she hade to expect from men in this camp. Instead, they burned with warmth, like fire

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    “I’m fine-” She coughed hard, a trace of blood rising from her lungs that had been crushed underfoot.

    Tyger saw the blood and fury surged hot through his veins. He red at the man struggling to get up.

    A sharp crack rang out as Tyger, wearing golden gloves and fueled by his strength- type ability,nded a heavy p that sent the administrator crashing ten yards

    away.

    Bruised and battered, the man dragged himself to his feet, his face contorted with rage. “I’m an administrator of Ark Camp Two! How dare you strike me!”

    Tyger froze, realizing his mistake. This wasn’t his camp. Acting on impulse could bring trouble to Theresa.

    Just then, a clear voice sounded behind him. “Go tell your leader this: 1. Theresa Hall of Kl Camp, am the one who hit you. If there’s an issue, they can take it up with me.”

    Theresa strolled forward, unhurried.

    “Theresa…” Tyger’s face tightened in worry.

    “Good hit.” She didn’t scold him. She approved.

    Theresa always protected her own. If Tyger struck someone, then it was as good as her doing it.

    She winked at him, and his anxious expression melted into a wide grin.

    “Now, get lost,” she told the administrator.

    Face burning red, the man scrambled to his feet and bolted.

    Once he was gone, Theresa turned to the girl still propped on her hands. “Lura?”

    Five minutester, Theresa brought Lura into a quiet lounge.

    The girl eyed the group of masked figures warily.

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    She had never seen anyone wearing blue masks before.

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