The Yaren Tribe had been through war, and with Freya's determination to follow Micah, her combat skills had reached an elite level.

The thug struggled to shake her off, but Freya pinned him down effortlessly. "Still not giving up?" she taunted. "I'll take you straight to the police!"

She was not interested in arguing with him.

The moment he heard the word "police," the thug panicked and began pleading, "I'll give the money back! I'll double it! Just let me go, and please, don't take me to the police!" "Spit out the money first," Freya demanded.

He did not dare refuse. Freya only took back the little girl's share, refusing the double offer. With one hand firmly gripping the thug, she used the other to call the police. She knew that without dealing with him thoroughly, he would just cause more trouble later. The thug was unlucky to have crossed paths with her.

After the police arrived and took him away, Freya handed the girl some extra money. "Little one, this is all I can do to help you. Make sure to live well."

struggling to survive reminded Freya of the displaced children during the war. She could

not have neglected his family for politics, and Micah

were

the little girl said

speaking on the phone in the Yaren language. Freya's heart warmed. She had not realized the girl was

the saying, 'Even the strongest outsider

alone in a foreign place. If the thugs had accomplices, things could have turned out much

was solely on helping the girl. But now that Micah mentioned it,

to act, but you

warmth and stuck

saw it, he could not

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