Ethan moved.
Not a step.
A flash.
One heartbeat he was crouched—black marks pulsing across his arms—the next he was gone.
Flora's pink eyes widened—pupils shrinking to pinpricks.
She reacted on instinct.
Her free hand slamd forward.
The floor exploded.
A towering wall of thorned vines surged upward—thicker than before, three tis the height of a man—twisting into an impenetrable green fortress directly in Ethan's path. Thorns glead like obsidian knives; erald light pulsed through the stems.
Too late.
Ethan's fist—wrapped in writhing black markings—crashed through the center.
The wall didn't just break.
It shattered.
Vines tore like wet paper—sap spraying in wide arcs—thorns flying like shrapnel. The impact rang across the arena like a gong struck by a sledgehamr.
Ethan's knuckles drove straight into Flora's stomach.
A sickening thud.
Flora's eyes bulged—mouth flying open in a silent scream. Blood sprayed from her lips in a crimson arc. Sothing deep inside her tore—burned—ruptured. Her massive breasts bounced violently from the force.
She flew backward—boots skidding, arms windmilling—then slamd into the concrete fifteen ters away. Her body bounced once—twice—then skidded to a stop on her back—pink hairs splayed like spilled ink, rosebud horns cracked, whip clattering beside her.
The arena went deathly silent.
Then—
Nobles gasped—collective horror rippling through their section.
"He… broke through?!"
"That wall was triple-layered!"
"She's bleeding—Flora Dawnveil is bleeding!"
Elowen Voss—still gripping the comntator railing—felt her manicured nails bend the tal.
*Impossible.*
Her erald eyes were wide—pupils trembling.
*That power… that speed… he's not human anymore.*
Elara Voss clutched her brother's arm—knuckles white.
"Dear Brother…" she whispered—voice shaking. "That's… that's not normal. That's not normal at all."
Elarion's jaw clenched—icy blue eyes fixed on Ethan.
"He's awakened," he muttered. "How the hell does a mud-blood have that kind of lineage?"
Elowen swallowed—forced her voice steady for the broadcast.
"Ethan Leilive… demonstrating unprecedented physical enhancent. Flora Dawnveil appears… severely injured."
Mira Hale—beside her—could barely breathe.
*He's not just strong… he's monstrous.*
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Back in the highest gallery.
Liana's hands flew to her mouth—eyes wide with worry.
"Brother…" she whispered—voice cracking. "Please… be okay…"
Aiden felt Selvara's grip tighten on his arm—both her hands now clutching the one he had around her waist. Her wings trembled— eyes locked on Ethan's glowing crimson gaze.
Aiden glanced down at her.
"Selva?"
She shook her head—barely audible.
"That power… That... It can't be... Why him…"
Luna—still curled in Aiden's lap—whimpered softly.
"Don't lose yourself…"
Ela stared—athyst eyes huge.
"He… he just tore through Flora like paper…"
Liana swallowed—voice trembling.
"He's always been strong… but this…"
Venya rumbled low.
"That's so cool and scary."
Nayla looked down at him in awe.
lue eyes narrowed—watching Ethan's every move.
*Interesting… very interesting.*
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Back in the infirmary.
e's eyes were glued to the hologram—heart in her throat.
Sera leaned forward—elbows on desk, breasts nearly spilling out of her uniform.
"Holy shit…" she breathed. "That's not normal. That's not even close to normal."
e shot off the bed—ignoring the stab of pain in her ribs—yanked Kee's blazer around her shoulders and started buttoning it frantically.
"I have to go—"
"Wait—" Sera called—standing up.
e didn't stop—already running for the door—blazer flapping around her like a cape.
"He needs —"
The door slamd behind her.
Sera stared after her—then looked back at the feed.
Ethan was advancing.
And Flora was rising.
She sttepped out of the room and saw Ava, stanging against the wall, as she yelp, seeing her.
"Ava...?"
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Back on the central stage.
Flora coughed—blood flecking her red lips—then laughed—hoarse, delighted.
She pushed herself up—knees wobbling—hairs disheveled, rosebud horns cracked.
Her blazer and shirt hung in tatters—front torn open—black lace bra fully exposed, massive breasts heaving with every ragged breath. Rose tattoos glistened with sweat and blood.
She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand—saring crimson across her cheek.
"Ohhh… We just started."
Vines spiraled up her body—forming segnted armor—rosebuds blooming into full, blood-red flowers across her shoulders, her hips, her thighs.
She cracked her whip—tip glowing erald.
"Let's see how you take this, pretty boy."
Ethan cracked his knuckles—black marks flaring brighter—crimson glow in his eyes intensifying.
"Bring it."
Flora lunged—whip snapping like lightning.
Ethan blurred—dodged—countered.
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Commoners lost their minds.
"HE BROKE HER VINES LIKE TOOTHPICKS!"
"GO ETHAN! GO ETHAN!"
"COMMONER POWER!"
Liana bounced on her toes—tears streaming down her cheeks—but grinning like a madwoman.
"That's my brother! That's my Onii-chan!"
Luna's tail lashed—ears flat.
"He's… terrifying."
Selvara's wings trembled—both hands clutching Aiden's arm so hard her nails drew blood.
"My Lord… that power… it can't be."
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Flora staggered to her feet—lips split, blood trickling down her chin—blazer hanging in tatters—black lace bra fully exposed, massive breasts heaving with every ragged breath. Rose tattoos glistened with sweat and blood—vines curling around her cleavage like dying lovers.
She laughed—hoarse, manic.
"You… you're magnificent…"
Ethan advanced—each step cracking concrete.
Flora thrust both hands forward.
A storm of thorned vines lashed out—hundreds—forming a writhing sphere around her.
Ethan punched once.
The sphere imploded—vines bursting apart like overripe fruit.
He closed the distance.
Flora scread—whip snapping desperately.
Ethan caught the thorned length mid-air—black-marked hand closing around it—and yanked.
Flora stumbled forward—eyes wide.
Ethan's knee drove into her stomach.
She doubled over—vomiting more blood.
He grabbed her hair—yanked her head back—then slamd his elbow into her solar plexus.
Flora's body folded—eyes rolling—then collapsed on her back.
Ethan stood over her stomach—chest heaving—black marks pulsing brighter.
Flora looked up—lips bloody—still smiling.
"You seem… ready for it."
Ethan growled low—hand cupping her face.
Painful pressure exploded inside her—like fire racing through her veins. Her magic—her vines—shriveled, burned, turned against her. She felt herself shattering from the inside.
She scread—high, agonized—breasts heaving, body trembling.
The colosseum fell silent.
Commoners stopped cheering.
Nobles stared in horror.
"Ma'am!" Mira shouted at Elowen—voice cracking. "We need to stop this fight! He obviously won!"
Elowen—still dazed—blinked.
Then nodded—voice shaking.
"Ethan Leilive is the victor!"
But Ethan didn't stop.
His hand stayed on Flora's face—marks flaring brighter.
Her scream filled the arena—raw, broken.
Liana's voice cracked—tears streaming.
"No… no… Brother stop! Don't lose yourself!"
"Kee! Stop! You won! Co back to !"
Ethan froze.
The crimson glow in his eyes flickered.
Slowly—very slowly—he turned his head.
Saw her.
e—standing at the railing—Ava beside her looking worried—Kee's blazer hanging off her shoulders.
Ethan's grip loosened.
Flora collapsed—gasping, sobbing.
Ethan stood—black marks pulsing—then vanished in a blur.
He reappeared—sitting on the railing directly in front of e.
Their eyes locked.
No fear in hers.
Only love.
Ava yelped—stepping back.
Ethan's voice ca out rough—still edged with distortion.
"Do you still love ?"
e nodded imdiately—tears in her eyes.
"Y-yes."
He leaned in.
Kissed her.
Right there—in front of the entire colosseum.
e's eyes widened—then lted closed. Her hands threaded into his hair—pulling him closer—kissing him back with desperate tenderness.
Ava blushed furiously—hands covering her mouth.
Slowly—Ethan's eyes faded back to warm brown.
The black marks receded—fading from his arms, his neck—until only his right hand remained covered in dark, permanent tattoos.
They broke the kiss—breathing hard.
e looked at him—normal again—smiled shakily.
"Kee… you're my sa Kee now."
Ethan smirked—faint, tired.
Then collapsed forward—head falling onto her shoulder—body going limp.
e caught him—staggering back.
Ava shouted—"Master Ethan!"
Liana sprinted forward—tears streaming.
"Brother!"
The colosseum stared in stunned silence.
Then—slowly—commoners began to cheer.
Not wild.
Reverent.
Aiden leaned back—arms around his wives—smiling faintly.
"Well… that's new."
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END OF CHAPTER : 282 : AWAKENING!
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