Entering a Lion's Den

Miles looked at Hazel with a gentle gaze after he helped her to put on makeup. "I'm done, Hazel." Hazel looked at herself in the mirror. Under her mask, her only visible skin was tanned as if she was exposed to the sunlight for a long time. Miles was telling the truth when he said he was good at makeup—scratch that, he was good at painting. He also prepared a dagger for Hazel. "Put it on your waist. No weapons can be brought into the Yeworks. This dagger is for your self-defense. But as long as you follow me, you won't be harassed. The Yeworks are strict with rankings, so the lower ranks won't dare to offend the higher ones. Try to stay calm as much as possible, okay?" "Okay." With that, Miles took Hazel back to the car. Since her eyes were covered, Hazel could only wait patiently until they arrived at the destination. Everything around her was dark, and she didn't know how much time had passed. Her mind and body tensed up as she didn't dare to relax. Only when Miles took off her blind