Chapter 429
Feral Sentreefs Obey Only Her
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Finnied
He wanted everyone to learn her true nature. If he was going to be humiliated, she would not get off
unscathed.
Yet he soon discovered he could not send a single message out.
After a moment, he twisted his head toward Lyka. His mangled, blood–caked mouth let out hoarse, gurgling laughter.
He was mocking her.
She thought she was pulling the strings from behind the scenes. In truth, she had merely jumped from the frying pan into the fire.
His body shook with uncontrolled spasms as he laughed, his eyes brimming with nothing but scorn and contempt for Lyra.
Lyra’s face remained impassive, yet the cold fury in her gaze deepened by the second.
He refused to give her a straight answer, and now he dared to laugh at her?
This man was one of the masterminds behind Hadrien’s death. What right did he have to laugh?
She had never forgotten the haughty, condescending tone he had used when she had demanded the passcode to Hadrien’s restraint collar.
Lyra picked up the whip, her features sharp and icy. Again and again, she brought the lash crashing down. onto the man sprawled across the floor.
She watched his flesh split open.
She watched the sneer on his face melt away into raw agony.
She watched fear flicker across the faces of the other men standing nearby.
The pent–up rage coiled tight inside her chest finally found an outlet.
She watched him thrash and scramble uselessly across the floor to escape her blows. Robbed of his tongue, he could only drag ragged, wheezing sounds out of his ruined throat.
Thick blood welled up from his mouth and dripped onto the ground in slow, steady drops.
The sight of all that crimson seemed to ignite something inside her. Instead of slowing, Lyra whipped kim with even greater, unsparing force.
It was not merely revenge; every lash poured out every bit of the humiliation she had endured back on Core Prime.
The rest stared on in undisguised terror.
With every upward swing of her arm, the whip sliced through the air in a clean arc. Blood droplets
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clinging to its surface tore free under momentum, tracing two parallel crimson trails behind it.
She only halted once herarm throbbed with dull, heavy exhaustion,
Finished
When she turned toward the other captives, her cheeks flecked with blood paired with her dark, brooding stare sent them cringing backward instinctively.
Lyra advanced, still clutching the blood–dripping whip.
The men huddled together, scrambling further away.
A flicker of mocking amusement crossed Lyra’s eyes.
These once–powerful, arrogant officials had been reduced to such a pitiful, wretched state.
“Whoever tells me the truth will be spared,” Lyra said, fighting to steady her temper as she held out the Star Brain toward each of them in turn.
“Lyra… don’t forget you are a Federation Guide,” one man typed. “Are you truly going to abet evil p>
“Ms. Kaelin, stop while you still can. You still have a chance to turn back p>
Lyra let out cold, bitter huffs of laughter.
Even now, they clung to their old posturing, twisting pleas for mercy into something that sounded like they were granting her a favor.
She wanted none of it.
These men were all accomplices in Hadrien’s murder. Her gaze turned frigid once more as her fingers tightened around the handle of the whip.
Inside the room, the sharp crack of the whip and muffled whimpers echoed.
Outside, the others stood silent, each lost to their own private thoughts.
Before long, the door swung open.
Lyra stepped back out, breathing hard. She shook her aching arm and glanced down to check for blood splatters on her clothing.
The group watched her, their expressions shifting.
Specter hurried over toward her. “Did you get what we needed p>
Lyra shot him a brief glance and shook her head.
Specter glanced past her into the room.
The figures on the floor lay completely still, seemingly unconscious.
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Lyra walked over to Reid.
Finished
She wiped her hands roughly against her clothes and typed, “Once I get the answers I want, it’ll be time for me to leave. You won’t keep me trapped here, will you p>
Reid studied her quietly.
Specter silently held out a cloth towel.
Lyra took it and mopped the sweat from her forehead.
Reid gave a faint smile. “Of course not. You have always been free. Though… have you decided where you will go afterward p>
They were determined to have the Grade–three and Grade–four planets.
The newly elected prime minister held fragile authority. Even if he agreed to cede those territories, Rainer, the hawkish military figure who held real influence, would almost certainly refuse to back down.
Warto take back their home was all but inevitable.
The Federation had left Lyra with nothing but terrible memories; she would never wish to return.
Once fighting broke out, she would be caught in the middle as a neutral third party.
Where would her loyalties lie then?
Lyra felt surprised by how readily he had conceded.
She had expected excuses or conditions designed to force her to stay.
“I haven’t figured it out yet p>
Jasper spoke up. “If you have nowhere else to go, you could stay here. Everyone here cares for you p>
Lyra lifted her gaze toward the distant workers busy with their labor.
That quiet, peaceful life had once been everything she had dreamed of. But now…
She shook her head. “Let’s not talk about that right now p>
She had no idea where her path led, and she had no intention of voicing that inner confusion to them.
Before anyone could press her further, Lyra typed a quick message, “I’m going back to rest. I’ll return shortly p>
August watched her retreating back with an amused look.
To an outside observer, it might look as though she had grown addicted to inflicting pain.
The prisoners were not going anywhere; there was no need for such urgency.
After being coddled for so long on Core Prime, even a short bout of physical exertion had left her arm
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burning with muscle fatigue.
Still, Lyra changed into fresh clothes and returned soon after.
Finished
Torture did not always require brute physical strength. She had lacked experience the first time. This time she would do things differently.
“Mmph p>
The instant the electric baton made contact with skin, sharp crackling filled the air, acrid white smoke curling off the burned flesh.
Deprived of his tongue, the head of the Legislative Council could only whimper in agony.
Lyra jabbed the baton against him once, then spoke. “Will you tall
His eyes blazed bright red, filled with unbridled hatred as he glared straight at her.
Zap-
“Nggh p>
Lyra turned toward the other men, who trembled violently where they huddled.
“What about the rest of you p>
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