Location: Shiva's Family Bungalow → Asura Guild H.Q. Combat Zone
Time: 11:00 AM – 12:00 PM
Date: November 29, 2025
By exactly eleven in the morning, the warm, emotional atmosphere of the previous night had completely shifted into a state of cold, calculating military tension. Shiva, Vikram, Aaryan, and Adiraj stood by the black SUVs idling in the driveway. Their auras were once again locked in their "Sovereign" and "Commanding" states.
Raghav, who usually followed Adiraj like a shadow, stepped forward. "Sir, do you require me to accompany you to the H.Q.?"
Adiraj paused with his hand on the SUV door and turned to look at Raghav. His eyes were calm, reflecting the mind of an absolute tactician.
"No, Raghav," Adiraj's voice was strict, yet it carried a profound respect for his most trusted man. "In the coming days, the eyes of the entire world will be on us. If the enemy cannot strike at us directly, they will target our greatest and final vulnerability—this house. Within these walls are the grandparents, the parents, Kritika, Pooja, Kiara, Kabir, and Rudra. No matter what happens—even if the sky falls—you are to protect them and yourself. You are the Guardian of this Sanctuary."
Adiraj paused for a beat before adding, "And you won't be alone. Upon reaching the H.Q., I will dispatch your old elite squad to reinforce this position."
Raghav understood the immense weight of this command. Standing at attention with a sense of pride, he saluted Adiraj. "Understood, Sir. Not a single scratch will touch this house."
Adiraj gave a curt nod and entered the SUV. At 11:05 AM, the convoy left the quiet neighborhood and surged through the streets of Delhi toward the H.Q.
The Assembly of the Elite
Location: Asura Guild H.Q. (Main Combat Zone) Time: 11:30 AM
The vast training ground of the Asura Guild resembled a warzone. Since last night, the continuous landing of private jets at Delhi Airport had already made the atmospheric pressure heavy. But what stood on this ground today was one of the most dangerous forces on the planet.
Hundreds of A and B+ Rank elites from India's Top 3 Guilds—Garud Vajra, Asura, and Red Wings—stood in a flawless, silent military formation. Their combined mana pressure was so dense that pebbles on the ground began to float, and the very color of the sky seemed distorted by their collective aura.
Adiraj walked onto the elevated podium at the center of the ground, with Vikram and Shiva standing directly behind him. He used no microphone, but his S-Rank physical stats allowed his heavy, cold voice to boom across the ground like thunder.
"Listen carefully," Adiraj's voice dominated the mana pressure of the area in an instant. "You are the representatives of this nation. The world's most powerful rankers are about to land on our soil. A single mistake, and the death toll will be in the thousands. Your tasks are divided, and I expect absolute perfection in execution."
Adiraj turned to each guild, assigning their specific roles:
Red Wings Elites: "Your domain is the sky. Within a 10-kilometer radius of the VIP zone, if you spot an unscheduled drone, a bird-type shadow beast, or an unknown mana-signature—do not issue a warning. Shoot it down immediately. You are the Silent Overwatch of this city."
Asura Guild: "You will weave the Invisible Net on the ground. You will be embedded among civilians as waiters, housekeeping, and staff. If a foreign Sovereign attempts mind-control, shadow-espionage, or a toxin-based attack, your intercepting teams will neutralize their magic on the spot. I want no noise. No panic."
Garud Vajra: "You are the frontline. The passive mana radiation of 40 S-Rankers can rupture an ordinary human's lungs. You will form a Nullification Wall around their convoys and hotels to keep the radiation away from the public. And if any physical threat or monster enters this grid... the heavy infantry of Garud Vajra will turn it to ash."
Adiraj took a deep breath, the cold fire of a ruler burning in his eyes. He shouted with all his might, "ARE YOU READY?!"
Hundreds of elite dungers slammed their weapons against the ground in unison, a roar erupting from their chests that shook the entire H.Q.: "YES, SIR!"
The sound and the sheer killing intent behind it were so overpowering that an ordinary C-Ranker would have lost consciousness from the physical shockwave alone.
The Auxiliary Support
Adiraj signaled five figures to step forward from the crowd—members of Raghav's former elite squad, each with an individual MP exceeding 15 Million.
"You five will not remain at the H.Q.," Adiraj ordered coldly. "Go to Shiva's residence. You will take your commands from Raghav. I want the security of that house to be impenetrable."
They saluted in perfect sync and immediately departed in an armored black SUV. Adiraj watched as the remaining strike teams began boarding their designated vehicles and Magitech helicopters. The movement was as flawless as a well-oiled machine.
Adiraj then approached the group of top event managers Aaryan had summoned. These civilians were visibly trembling from the raw S-Rank pressure they had just witnessed. He stationed a dozen Garud Vajra elites—each over 10 Million MP—beside them.
"There is no need to fear," Adiraj explained. "These elites are not your bodyguards. They are your 'Mana-Shields.' When you work at the venue near the S-Rankers, their radiation could kill you. These guards will stand beside you and nullify that pressure in the air so you can breathe."
The managers nodded, wiping sweat from their brows.
"Listen," Adiraj's voice was strict but crystal clear. "There must be no compromise in luxury, music, or food. Funding is unlimited. Whatever resources you need, ask Aaryan. But I want zero errors from decoration to security. Am I clear?"
"Y-Yes sir. It will be perfect," the head manager stammered.
Phase 3: The War Room
Time: 12:00 PM
Adiraj entered the main Strategy Room deep within the underground block. A vishal holographic map glowed at the center, surrounded by Shiva, Aaryan, Vikram, and the top N.D.A.I. generals.
The foundation was set. The elites were in position.
Adiraj stood at the center of the table, his eyes fixed on the nationwide VIP routes. In a voice that carried only absolute control, he spoke:
"Alright... let us begin Phase 3."
Chapter Summary
Sanctuary Defense: Raghav is officially assigned to protect the family bungalow with a high-tier elite squad (15M+ MP each).
Guild Roles: Red Wings (Air), Asura (Stealth/Civilians), and Garud Vajra (Frontline/Nullification) are deployed for the summit.
Civilian Safety: Adiraj provides "Mana-Shields" to protect civilian staff from the lethal auras of the visiting S-Rankers.
Mobilization: The strike force of hundreds of A-Rankers begins deployment across Delhi.