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Lyra can’t control her body anymore as she felt an intense amount of pressure pinning her down making every inch of her body trembled. She had no choice but to kneel in front of her lady for her legs had turned weak. At the same time, Lyra swallowed for her throat felt dry as if she was deprived of water for days. Stubble of sweats formed on her forehead a sign of her heart beating faster as fear was swallowing her whole body.
The theater remained loud and the audience voice were heard competing from bidding. The lady’s question traveled on her ears once again, “If you were able to save them, how will you take the responsibility?” The lady’s voice were soft and fragile but there was a hidden authority in it not making Lyra resist the force surrounding her lady.
She felt fearful on
