The Undead and Unstoppable Apocalyptic Queen novel Chapter 706

**TITLE: Kept Woman 706**
**Chapter 706: A Misunderstanding**

There was something undeniably off about the trio before her, an unsettling aura that suggested they had infiltrated this space with ulterior motives, sneaking in like shadows to conspire in the darkness. The very air felt thick with tension, and the fact that they had disabled the room’s surveillance only heightened her suspicions. What were they planning?

With a fierce determination, Theresa grabbed the leader by the collar, her grip like iron as she pulled him closer. “Who sent you?” she demanded, her voice low and dangerous. But the man remained obstinately silent, a stubborn glint in his eyes that only fueled her anger.

In a swift motion, she unleashed a series of sharp, calculated strikes that cracked several of his bones, the sound echoing in the confined space like a sinister symphony. Sweat, glistening and large as beans, poured down his forehead, yet the defiance in his gaze remained unyielding. It was as if he was prepared to face death itself rather than betray his masters.

Theresa’s mind raced back to the syringe he had brandished earlier, the threat it posed hanging heavily in the air. “If you refuse to talk, I’ll have no choice but to test this on you,” she warned, her voice steady as she held the glinting needle before him. The moment the light caught it, she noticed a flicker of fear in the leader’s eyes, but it was fleeting. Almost immediately, he reverted to that same resolute stare, unflinching and unafraid.

Just as the needle was poised to make contact with his skin, a sudden flurry of urgent commands shattered the tense atmosphere. “Stop! No one is to harm Theresa! Stand down immediately!”

Theresa’s heart skipped a beat as the familiar voice pierced through the chaos. She yanked the earpiece from the man’s ear, her breath catching in her throat. “Herold?” she called out, disbelief lacing her words.

The silence on the other end was palpable, then came the hesitant reply, “Terry?”

“It’s me,” she confirmed, relief washing over her like a wave.

“Are you okay?” His voice trembled, a mix of concern and excitement that tugged at her heartstrings.

“I’m still alive, I suppose,” she replied, hearing the sigh of relief escape him, a sound that made her feel less alone in this dire situation.

“That’s a relief. They’re with me, and I’ll be at the headquarters to rescue you tomorrow,” Herold assured her, his tone firm yet soothing.

“They’re with you?” she echoed, confusion clouding her thoughts.

“Yes, to be precise, we’re all part of a group called the Torchbearers,” he explained.

“What exactly is that?” she inquired, her curiosity piqued.

“We oppose the Starborn Order,” he replied, a hint of pride in his voice.

As Herold elaborated, it became clear to Theresa that the Starborn Order had strayed from its original purpose, giving rise to a faction of dissenters. Herold had united these individuals under the banner of the Torchbearers, a group determined to ignite a spark of hope amidst the darkness, secretly resisting the oppressive regime of the Starborn Order.

Theresa’s heart raced as she connected the dots. The reason she had been able to withstand the relentless onslaught of the Starborn Order for so long was intertwined with the efforts of the Torchbearers. Without their support, she likely would have been eliminated long ago.

“But why did they want to kill me?” she pressed, her brows knitting together in confusion.

“Because they believed you might align yourself with the Starborn Order,” Herold explained, the gravity of his words sinking in. “You possess immense strength. If you were to become the Zombie King, no one would be able to stop you. That’s why they acted without consulting me.”

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