“Aww, poor things,” Lilly murmured, her voice dripping with mockery as she surveyed the pathetic group of men scrambling to attack her.The leader, a wiry man who had mocked her moments ago, charged toward her in desperation, a knife clutched in his trembling hand. Lilly didn’t flinch. Instead, her lips curled into a cold, almost playful smile.Amateurs.She sidestepped his clumsy lunge with fluid grace, her movements swift and precise. Before he could recover, she reached out and grabbed his arm, her grip impossibly strong. With a calculated twist, she applied pressure to his armpit—an arc point known for its excruciating pain if targeted correctly.The man screamed, the knife clattering to the floor as his arm went limp. His knees buckled, but Lilly wasn’t done. With a sharp upward motion, she forced his arm backward, dislocating his shoulder with a sickening pop. He collapsed, unconscious, crumpling like a broken doll at her feet.Lilly tilted her head, a flicker of satisfaction cr
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