Chapter 505: Something From Deep Within Her

Her form wasn’t perfect, but she was fast.

Arthur dodged effortlessly, catching her wrist mid swing and flipping her over his shoulder.

Crash.

She hit the ground hard.

Carl and Somto tensed in their seats.

Arthur waited.

She groaned, pushing herself back up. Her lip trembled, but she didn’t quit.

Strike. Block. Spin. Kick.

Arthur met her every move like a stone wall. His footwork was minimal. Controlled. Mastered.

Her breathing grew shallow, each limb aching more with every failed attempt.

Then came the fifth fall.

This time she didn’t get up immediately.

Carl shot up from his seat. "Arthur, that’s enough!"

Arthur didn’t look at him. "Sit down."

"She’s in pain! You’re being too hard on her—!"

"She’s not done," Arthur said, eyes still locked on Nnenna. "And if you interfere, she’ll never reach what’s ahead of her."

Somto stood, fists clenched. "She’s not a machine—!"

"Sit. Down." Arthur’s voice thundered with finality, sharp as a blade. "She chose this path. She knew the rules. Don’t insult her by stepping in now."

But even as the young men hesitated, watching her battered form still struggling to stand, they couldn’t take it anymore.

Carl moved.

"Stop," Nnenna’s voice cracked as she knelt on one knee.

Her hair was a mess. Her lip was bleeding. But her eyes... they burned with something primal.

"Please..." she whispered, barely audible. "Don’t interfere."

his jaw and slowly

at

chest, her heart roared with

do you want from

soft voice rang in her

help you. Use your

I win, it won’t

"...Then I’ll wait."

blurred from exhaustion. Her legs

And still, she stood.

faintest flicker of something...

Barely standing,

strike. Right feint. Low

movement with a wrist lock and

for the

The world tilted.

screamed in protest, her

I even

And then something snapped.

Not pain.

Not fear.

But instinct.

her, older than the year two or year three teachings. Her

hand twisted upward, elbow tucked, a

widened. Too

Crack!

palm into his chest using a

his stance broken for the first

technique, he knew

taught her

ever learned that

"...Impossible," he whispered.

mind, a memory from more than a

looked at her, stunned into

had done, blinked once, and then

Her knees gave way.

her body could hit the ground, Somto was already there. He dashed forward, catching her gently

"Nnenna..."

weak to even lift her head. Her

tightly, pressing his lips together as he looked

His heart twisted.

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