THE GENERAL'S DISGRACED HEIR-Chapter 292 AWAKENING OF THE MONARCH

David's eyes snapped open.

His body levitated several inches above his bed, wrapped in an ethereal silver glow that pulsed with each heartbeat. The air around him shimmered with temporal energy as [Bookmark] continued its work, reshaping his very essence to accommodate his newfound power.

[System Notification]

Monarch-rank integration: 78% complete

[Bookmark] active: 2 minutes, 47 seconds remaining

He flexed his fingers, watching as silver threads of possibility danced across his skin. His consciousness expanded beyond the confines of his physical form, suddenly aware of countless details—guards patrolling three corridors away, servants whispering in the kitchens, and most importantly, Luna's life force flickering dangerously in the distant tower dugeon.

She's dying.

The thought had barely formed when he felt another presence approaching—a familiar inferno of power moving with alarming speed through the castle.

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In her private chambers, Elara va Ironblade stiffened. The quill in her hand snapped as an overwhelming pressure washed over her senses—a power signature unlike anything she'd felt before, emanating from David's quarters.

"Not again," she hissed, rising from her seat. Her black hair erupted into a mane of flowing crimson fire, eyes blazing with battle fury. "They dare target him?"

Without hesitation, she launched herself forward, her body becoming a comet of destruction as she tore through the castle walls. Stone and mortar exploded outward as she carved a direct path toward the source of the disturbance, leaving startled guards and servants in her wake.

I won't let them take him.

She burst through the final wall into David's chambers, her body wreathed in protective flames as she lunged at the glowing figure hovering above his bed.

Her attack never landed.

A hand caught her wrist mid-strike, another wrapping around her waist with surprising gentleness yet immovable strength. The flames of her hair licked harmlessly against an arm that shouldn't have been able to withstand such heat.

"Elara," David's voice, carrying a new resonance that sent an involuntary shiver down her spine. "It's me."

She froze, suddenly aware of their position—his arm around her waist, their faces inches apart, his eyes now threaded with silver light that seemed to see through her very soul.

"David?" Confusion replaced battle rage as a flush crept across her cheeks. "But this power...how—"

"It's a long story," he said with a small grin, "and we don't have time." His expression grew serious. "They need us."

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The chamber echoed with the sounds of battle. Luna's team had formed a precise formation around the demon's chained true form, each member executing their role with practiced precision.

"Litty, left flank!" Luna called, her claws raking across the avatar's chest. "Kairos, find the binding weakness!"

Litty responded instantly, her twin rapiers weaving patterns of light as she harassed the demon's left side. Her half-elven grace made her movements almost hypnotic, each strike targeting the points Yue's alchemical analysis had identified.

"Mother, gap in the fourth binding seal!" she called to Yue, who was already preparing a glowing violet potion.

Kairos flickered between shadows, his daggers probing the ancient binding runes that held the demon's main body. "These seals are ancient," he reported. "Multiple layers of binding magic, far older than any records we have."

Salomonis's hands moved in complex patterns, golden runes materializing before him."Focus on the tertiary bindings," Salomonis advised, studying the complex patterns. "The primary ones seem designed to resist direct assault."

For a moment, they had control of the battlefield. Aria's storm magic contained the demon's fire attacks while Luna kept the avatar occupied, her shadows matching its every move.

Then everything changed.

The demon's true form strained against its chains, its massive horned head tilting backward. Its jaws opened impossibly wide, and the air itself seemed to curdle.

"Corrupted mana!" Salomonis shouted. "Shields up!"

But the warning came too late. The wave of tainted energy erupted from the demon's body—not fire or lightning, but pure corruption that ate through magical defenses like acid through paper.

Litty was closest to the blast. Her eyes widened as she threw herself in front of Yue. "Mother!"

The corruption engulfed her, her small form crumpling instantly. Yue screamed, lunging toward her daughter, but Salomonis held her back as secondary waves pulsed outward.

Kairos and Aria tried to retreat but found themselves caught in the expanding field of corrupted mana. Their defenses shattered, both elite fighters collapsed to the ground, bodies twitching as the corruption invaded their systems.

Luna, still engaged with the avatar, had only a moment's warning before a concentrated blast struck her directly. The impact sent her hurtling through the chamber wall, stone exploding around her as she disappeared into the darkness.

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The avatar turned its attention to the remaining fighters—Yue and Salomonis.

"I'll analyze its composition," Yue said, her small hands already uncorking multiple vials despite the terror in her eyes. Her curse-induced childlike appearance belied centuries of alchemical mastery.

"Buy me thirty seconds." Salomonis stepped forward, golden energy cascading around him.

"Thirty seconds against that?" he remarked, quickly assessing the situation.

"Let's see what an S ranker can do."

"Just don't get in my way," Yue replied tersely, mixing potions with frightening speed, her focus absolute despite the chaos around them.

The avatar lunged, but Salomonis was ready. His hands traced complex arcane patterns, golden runes materializing in the air around him. The magical formula expanded exponentially, creating intersecting fields of energy that intercepted the demon's charge.

The runes flared brilliantly as they activated, exploding into a cage of intertwined magical barriers.

Yue hurled her completed concoction—a swirling mixture that shifted between midnight blue and acid green. It shattered against the avatar's chest, instantly spreading across its form like living frost.

"Compound binding catalyst," she explained as the demon's movements slowed. "It weakens dimensional anchoring."

For a moment, they gained ground. Salomonis's spells grew more complex, each one building upon the last in a symphonic cascade of magical theory. The avatar found itself trapped in a collapsing field of counter-dimensional energies, its strikes growing less coordinated.

"Finishing sequence," Salomonis called, gathering power for a decisive strike.

The demon roared—a sound of pure rage and defiance. Heat bloomed around its form, rapidly building to impossible levels. The magical bindings began to warp and melt.

"It's overloading!" Yue cried, already preparing another potion.