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    Theresa stood silently among the crowd, saying nothing. That was when she caught a pair of eyes that felt strikingly different from the rest.

    She turned toward the corner and found a familiar figure staring at her with quiet worry.

    When their gazes met, Harry’s concern deepened. Yet, bound by his lowly status, he dared not utter a single word to her–even now, in the middle of such a senseless trial.

    Then came the call.

    “Theresa, ept the charges. Surrender now. This recording will be sent to your base, dered the officer from Ark Camp Two.

    Theresa lifted her head, her voice calm as she spoke a single number. “Three.”

    “What do you mean, Theresa?”

    “Two,” she replied evenly, unhurried.

    At that moment, the crowd’s expressions shifted sharply. “You’re still nning to resist?”

    “One.”

    The final word left her lips, and a frantic voice immediately burst through Ark Camp Two’s earpiece.

    “Mr. Rucker! Something’s gone terribly wrong–there’s an uprising inside the camp!”

    Across from Ark Camp Three, the camp leader, Teion, shot to his feet, his headset crackling with panic.

    “What did you just say?”

    “Mr. Smith! The residents on the first level revolted! They released a squad of Military Garrison and brought the enemy straight into our camp!”

    In an instant, both camps were thrown into chaos.

    Ark Camp Two took the first hit–an unexpected airstrike.

    Five helicopters swooped low across thepound, each one carrying a swarm of zombies that rained down into the middle and inner circles of the camp. Worse yet, no sooner had the zombies hit the ground than a team of heavily armed men dropped right behind them.

    It was a coordinated strike–zombies and enemy troops attacking at once.

    When the administrators left behind to hold the camp tried to rally a counterattack, betrayal erupted from within.

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    “Girls! We’re done being their ves! This is the day we fight back!” Lura roared, charging in with her Steelbloom squad to cut down the managers.

    Meanwhile, things yed out far simpler at Ark Camp Three.

    Darian quietly unsealed the gate that loomed like an iron fortress. He didn’t bother with anything else— his task was letting Theron in.

    They carved open a hidden passage at the waste shaft, allowing Theron’s men to storm upward from the bottom levels in a brutal sweep.

    Theresa… it was you!”

    Theresa shed a smile. “What else did you expect?”

    You’re courting death!” Zahair shot toward Theresa like an arrow loosed from the string, his body instantly engulfed in raging mes–the mark of a fire–based ability user.

    Theresa raised her shackled hands, unfazed by the inferno closing in. A heartbeatter, a ze hotter and brighter than the sun burst from her palm.

    Zahair’s mes didn’t even stand a chance–her fire swallowed his whole, mming him into the wall with a deafening crack. His body was charred ck, barely clinging to life.

    He survived by sheer luck–thanks only to his level five fire–based ability user. Against her, though, even that wasn’t nearly enough.

    “You. You’ve got fire–based ability, too?” Teion’s voice cracked in disbelief.

    Theresa gave him a cool nce. “Doesn’t everyone?” With a flick of her wrist, water surged like a tidal wave, crashing down on the soldiers of Ark Camp Two.

    By then, Morgan could no longer sit still. He hammered the button on Theresa’s shackles again and again, but nothing happened.

    Theresa’s eyes cut toward him. Then, with one sharp motion, she tore the restraints from her wrists and neck. The metal warped like paper, and the built–in explosives were left untouched.

    She dangled the twisted cuffs in her hand like a toy, her voice dripping with disdain. “You really thought this junk could hold me?”

    Morgan could only stare at her, shaken to his core.

    No way. No freaking way. Unless… she has the maism icontrol /iiability/ii! /i

    Theresa’s gaze locked on him, and in the very next heartbeat, a crushing wave of psychic force mmed straight into his mind. Morgan’s vision went white with a deafening buzz, like his brain had just short- circuited.

    Before he could recover, she had him by the throat, lifting him clean off the ground as if he weighed nothing.

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    “You’re the kind of scum who doesn’t deserve to die just once–but ten thousand times over!” Her grip tightened, ready to snap the life out of him, when a blur shot across the field.

    “Theresa! Let go of Morgan!” Magnus‘ voice cracked like thunder. Lightning sparked across his skin, and in his palm a crackling orb–big as a ser ball–red to life. Step by step, he advanced, every inch of him wrapped in arcs of electric fury.

    That was when the others finally snapped out of it.

    The guards and supervisors from Ark Camps Two and Three, as well as Ark Camp One’s own raised their abilities in unison, energy ring as they prepared to strike.

    All except Harry. He stood wide–eyed in the corner, staring at Theresa, encircled by glowing powers.

    “Put him down, Theresa. Do that, and I’ll spare your life,” Magnus growled.

    “Magnus, are you out of your mind? She can’t be allowed to walk out of here alive!”

    Chapter 488 Every Life Taken Paid for in Kind