Draco led the group towards the location, where he had sensed anroup of goblins lurking nearby.

  As they approached, he carefully sed the surrounding area, ensuring there were no other potential threats or adventurers in the viity.

  “Oh, it seems there is anroup of 3 goblins nearby,” Drauttered.

  ‘They will likely e running to join the fight if we engage, but no problem. Dimitra use them to try out her skill hidden effects’ he thought.

  With a nod, Draco turo his familia. "Nikoos, Dimitra, you're up," he instructed.

  This time, there were only 4 goblins, ohan their previous enter.

  Without a word, Dimitra nocked an arrow a fly, the projectile finding its mark and striking the first goblin's head before it could react.

  The remaining goblins, fused by the sudden attack, looked around in bewilderment, unsure of where the arrow had e from.

  "Better hurry before I take everything out myself," Dimitra said in a hushed tone, a smirk pying on her lips as she g Nikoos.

  "Hmph," Nikoos scoffed, gripping his spiked maul tightly as he activated his skill, 'Feral Wolf-spirit'.

  Instantly, his appearanderwent a dramatic transformation.

  His eyes took on a more pronounced red hue, his body bulked up a bit, his nails elongated into cws, and his hair grew longer and denser, giving him a feral, bestial appearanbsp;

  Fangs emerged from his mouth, pleting his transformation into a feral beast-like creature.

  Nikoos felt a surge of power c through his body, and he almost couldn't resist the urge to let out a powerful howl, revelling in the euphorise of strength.

  "Whoa, you look awesome, Niko! Go show those goblins who's the boss," Michalis enced, his excitement evident.

  Nikoos responded with a toothy grin, pleased by Michalis's praise.

  However, Draco's stern gre quickly dampeheir enthusiasm, a silent warning to Nikoos not to do anything reckless and to Michalis to refrain from further egging him on, after the previous i.

  While Nikoos was indulging in his transformation, Dimitra had already taken out anoblin and was aiming at her third target.

  "You should hurry, or she will kill everything," Vasileios reminded Nikoos, gesturing towards the st two goblins charging at them.

  Without dey, Nikoos dashed towards the remaining goblins, his spiked maul dragging behind him.

  He positioned himself to block Dimitra's line of fire, preventing her from taking out the st two enemies.

  "How petty," Dimitra muttered in frustration.

  Draco watched the se with a sigh, the group's antibsp;

  'It seems the oppos are too weak, allowing them to py around like this,' he thought.

  Reag the goblins, Nikoos pced both cws on the hilt of his maul, leveraging the feed from his charge, his full weight and enharength to swing the on with tremendous force.

  "Raaaah!" he roared as he unleashed his attack.

  Smash!

  The spiked maul smashed into the first goblin, the spikes impaling its skin and crushing its bones, along with its magic stone.

  The sheer momentum of the attack carried through, smashing the sed goblin as well, overwhelming both enemies with a single, devastating strike.

  The impact was so powerful that it forikoos's maul to smash into the dungeon walls, destroying a small portion of it.

  Dimitra, frustrated by Nikoos's interference, clicked her tongue in annoyanbsp;

  "You just had to get in the way, didn't you?" she muttered under her breath.

  Draco observed the aftermath, his expression fuming.

  "It would seem that, you didn’t learn anything from what happened with Michalis" he remarked, his voice calm and measured.

  Vasileios, simply shook his head in disapproval at his brothers a.

  "Your strength wasn’t well-utilized, it would have beeer to use less for such a po," he ented, his tone structive rather than critical.

  "That was amazing, Niko! You really showed those goblins who's boss!" Michalis excimed.

  Michalis was ecstatic, because he now wasn’t the only oo screw up.

  ‘Ah, I screwed up’ Nikoos realized with a heavy heart as he heard Draco's stern words.

  He couldn't believe he had made such a foolish mistake, shattering the goblins' preagic stones, hindering his ally aing intoxicated in his skill.

  This was a grave error, as it meant the magic stones could not be sold to the guild for the mueeded Valis.

  Quickly, Nikoos pulled his maul embedded in the dungeon wall, undoing his transformation and rushing to Draco's side.

  The guilt weighed heavily on him, and he bowed his head in sincere apology.

  "I am truly sorry, Everyone, Draii. It won't happen again, I promise." he said.

  Nikoos could sehe fury radiating from Draco, aware that he had made a simir mistake to Michalis earlier.

  However, the key difference was that Nikoos had aowledged his error and taken responsibility for it immediately.

  Dracarded Nikoos with a stern gaze, his brow furrowed in displeasure. After a moment of tense silence, he begrudgingly decided to let the i slide, for now.

  "See that it doesn't," he replied tersely, motioning for Nikoos to fall back.

  As Nikoos moved to the rear of the group, he couldn't help but feel a sense of dread.

  He khat Draco would not fet this transgression, and that both he and Michalis would likely face punishment at a ter time.

  The knowledge weighed heavily on his mind, but he resolved to focus oask at hand, determined not to let his mistakes have further sequences.

  Draco was quite easy going on his siblings but whehe situation involved their lives, he couldn’t afford to py the kind older brother.

  Ahead, Draco surveyed the situation, his keen eyes spotting a group of three goblins drawn to the otion.

  "Vasiliki," he anded, "slow them down for Dimitra." he said.

  Vasiliki nodded, quickly juring sheets of ice to envelop the goblins' feet as they entered her range, rooting them in pbsp;

  Thanks to her keen observation of the goblins' strength earlier, she khat no ting was necessary to enhance her spell – the creatures were simply not powerful enough to break through her ice.

  "Dimitra," Draco tinued, "keep your eyes forward and try to aim your arrows at less critical areas until you've en secutive shots on one of them. I want to see the full extent of your skill's hidden effect." he instructed.

  Dimitra immediately plied, her arrows finding their marks as she carefully targeted the goblins' limbs, a green mark bearing the Bahamut familia emblem appearing on their bodies with each hit, much to everyone's surprise.

  Vasiliki supported Dimitra's efforts, using her ice to stem the goblins' wounds, ensuring they did not perish too quickly.

  Once Dimitra had nded her tenth shot, the results were spectacur.

  The goblin she had been targeting instantly disied, uo withstand the accumuted damage.

  Iermath, ten green glowing phantom arrows materialized around Dimitra, poised to strike.

  With the marked target already dead, the arrows couldn’t automatically attack, so they just hovered around her.

  "Mark the other two goblins," Drastructed, his eyes gleaming with fasation.

  "Let's see if the phantom arrows will attack both of them." he said.

  “Hmm” Dimitra nodded and quickly fired two more arrows, eae finding its mark and leaving the familiar green emblem on the goblins' bodies.

  Immediately, the phantom arrows sprang into a, five streaking towards each of the remaining creatures.

  The arrows struck with unerring precision, pierg the goblins' marked area with ease and causing them to crumble to dust, leaving only their magic stones behind.

  Draco couldn't help but be impressed by the sheer porecision of Dimitra's hidden skill.

  "Hmm, good," he mused.

  "You did great, Dimitra. ime, we'll test whether melee attacks with your bow alser its hidden effect." he added.

  Dimitra beamed with pride, sav the praise from her older brother.

  She was also the only oo receive any form of praise, sihey ehe dungeon.

  She felt a sense of aplishment, knowing that she had not only performed her role effectively but had also showcased the might of her abilities.

  "Alright, go retrieve the magic stones and your arrows," Draanded.

  "Let's move on." he said.

  As Dimitra and the others set about gathering their spoils, Nikoos hesitantly approached Drabsp;

  "What about me and Michalis?" he asked, his voice tinged with uainty.

  Draco fixed Nikoos with a measured gaze, his expression unreadable.

  "You and Michalis will o be more careful going forward," he said sternly.

  "Your mistake earlier was uable, but I'm willing to pletely overlook it this time. However, if you or Michalis make another blunder like that, there will be serious sequences. Uand?" he warned.

  “Yes" Nikoos replied in relief.

  “Ahem !” Vasileios coughed to draw Draco’s attention.

  “What?” Draco asked.

  “What about me and Cir. I am pretty sure we did good too?” Vasileios protested.

  “Hmm, sure you both did good too” Draco casually replied, fog his senses on finding their arget.