Three years ter…………

  It’s has been a total of 4 years since Drad his family began living in the forest and many things have ged.

  Spsh!!!

  "Brrr, the chill bites through my skin," Drauttered as he submerged himself in the freezing waters of the river heir temporary abode.

  He could have heated some water for a more fortable bath like the girls in the group, but he believed that meditating in the frigid winter waters was a form of training to improve his mental fortitude ahe weary muscles after an arduous day of practice.

  "D-D-Draii, we leave now?" Michalis pleaded, his teeth chattering as the cold seeped into his body.

  "Grow a bae," Nikoos muttered in irritation, shivering himself.

  "Haha, none of you match my endurance, except for Draii, of course," Vasileios chimed in, pride evident in his voice.

  “Shut up Vasil, my balls are freezing over” Michalis replied.

  “Pfff, you call those small shrinking things balls. This is what you call balls of steel, the lords balls or eveer the balls of the dragon king !" Nikoos said dramatically, pointing at Draco's balls.

  “Hmm, you make a fair point” both Vasileios and Michalis nodded in agreement.

  Draco had insisted that they all partake in this icy meditation every winter, believing it would enhaheir mental health and physical resilience.

  "Enough, just wait three more minutes," Draco scolded them sternly.

  The nonsehey were saying begaing on his nerves.

  Turning his gaze skyward, Draco closed his eyes, reminisg about how much everyone had grown and somewhat matured over the past four years.

  Michalis, Eleni, Nikoos, Dimitra, Vasileios, Vasiliki, and Cir were now between the ages of 11 and 12, their birthdays having just passed.

  Puberty had begun to take its toll, and Draco found himself struggling to deal with the ges, especially those of the girls.

  The physical transformations their bodies had undergoruly remarkable, making it hard to believe they were all still just betwen 11 and 12 years old.

  Growth spurts, hormonal ges, and the development of their budding sedary sexual characteristics had left Dra awe.

  'Damn, those are some really impressive dongs, but mine is still the bigger,' Draco thought, a hint of pride swelling within him.

  These weren’t the only ges to the group.

  Cir had begun to show a romantiterest towards him, which he had not failed to notibsp;

  However, he had no desire to pursue a retionship with a girl of her young age, even though she no longer appeared to look like a mere child.

  He had also observed that Michalis had been exhibiting strange behavioral patterns around Cir, clearly harb feelings for her.

  Curiously, Cir herself seemed oblivious to Michalis's affes.

  He decided to take a wait-and-see approach, as he himself cked experien matters of the heart, having ruly experienced roman either his current or past life.

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  During the past year, Draco had finally mao utilize his own draic aura, an intangible pressure that dragoed as a refle of their strength.

  It had taken him a siderable amount of time to develop, as there was no oo guide him, and he had only a small piece of the One-Eyed Bck Dragon's scale to work with, which still tairaces of its power.

  He had also made signifit progress in his elemental magid had even taught the basics to everyone.

  Vasiliki, in particur, had showalent in magic, already reag an intermediate level of profi his method, which he named ‘Dragon mind art’.

  Draco had also gained a deeper uanding of the remarkable ability he had awakened on the day of the one-eyed bck dragon's attabsp;

  This skill transformed him into a full humanoid dragon-like creature, granting him an all-enpassing boost to his various capabilities.

  However, the skill came at a signifit price, causing him to wield it sparingly.

  It provided substantial enhas, but at the cost of his mental faculties, with the magnitude of the boost increasing based on how far he was willing to relinquish his reason.

  Draco had experienced around three distinct levels of this ability, each stage more potent enhas tha.

  Yet, he remained hesitant to explore the higher echelons of the skill, fearing that he might be uo return to his normal state or, even worse, that he might iently harm his loved ones.

  Draco was not the only one who had grown both physically and in abilities over the past years.

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  Cir had blossomed into a sight to behold, her lithe frame exuding a feral grace that captivated all who id eyes upon her.

  Her features had taken on a distinctly feline quality, with a cascade of vibrant e and bck striped hair framing a face that was nothing short of breathtaking.

  Cir's golden amber eyes gleamed with an intelligend perceptivehat belied her youth, while her high cheekbones and strong, angur jawli her an air of fierce eleganbsp;

  Her full, pink lips were set in a determined expression as she wielded her long, deadly spear.

  The girl's physique had bee equally captivating, her lithe, muscur limbs speaking to the tless hours she had spent honing her skills.

  Cir's movements had beore fluid and graceful, an attribute to her natural athleticism and the keen sehat had been sharpened by her unique heritage.

  As she progressed iraining, her feline instincts and reflexes had bee even more pronounced.

  Where she had oruggled to keep pace with the others, she now stood shoulder-to-shoulder with them, her spear aension of her own body as she executed each maneuver with effortless precision.

  The young tiger girl's wild beauty had bee both alluring and intimidating.

  Michalis too had undergone a remarkable transformation, now standing tall and fident, his bck hair framing a handsome fabsp;

  His pierg, emerald-green eyes held a calg gaze, betraying his keen intelligend alertness.

  With his slender, athletic build, Michalis could move with a natural grad agility, his movements smooth and precise.

  His dual daggers, held in a firm, steady grip, were aension of his body, ready to strike at a moment's notice.

  Michalis had made a breakthrough in his assassin-like bat style, almost pletely blending with his surroundings.

  His footsteps were quite light, barely audible, whether due to his feliage or the result of interaining.

  This mastery of stealth was evident in his every a, as he moved around blind spots, ready to strike with deadly precision.

  His cat-like features added an air of danger and mystery to his persona.

  His pointed ears and the subtle twitg of his tail betrayed a feline grace, hinting at the swiftness and ing of a skilled predator.

  Michalis had proven himself a force to be reed with, a skilled and ing oppo who could strike with the speed and precision of a predator poung on its prey.

  Eleni had blossomed into a captivating young woman, her lithe and graceful frame belying the hidden strength that y within.

  Her beauty seemed to radiate from within, a mesmerizing quality that drew the eye and captivated the senses.

  Her ebony hair, casg in soft waves down her back, framed a face that erfect bance of delicate features and a steely gaze.

  Her abyssal bck eyes, sharp and intelligent, sed her surroundings with a keen awarehat belied her young age.

  High cheekbones and full, sensuous lips lent an air of mystery to her tenance, hinting at the depth of character that y beh the surface.

  In her hands, Eleni wielded a swift and deadly longsword, the bde gleaming in the sunlight as it moved with a fluid grace that was both mesmerizing and intimidating.

  This was no mere child's pything, but a on in the hands of a skilled warrior, one who had honed her skills with tless hours of training and a deep-seated passion for the art of the bde.

  Her swift and precise strikes had bee a sight to behold, an attribute to her natural agility and keen intellebsp;

  Eleni had developed a unique fighting style, blending defensive maneuvers with lightning-fast terattacks that left her oppos reeling.

  When not engaged in battle, Eleni could often be found experimenting with alchemy, w alongside her brother Draco to create various cos that oftehe others in the group both intrigued aremely wary.

  Nikoos now stood tall and proud, his fiery red hair casg down his back like a mane of fmes, framing a face that was both handsome and intense.

  Pierg amber eyes, set deep within his rugged visage, seemed to peer into the very nature of a person, radiating an iy that threateo crush a person.

  His broad shoulders and muscur build gave Nikoos an imposing presence, yet his movements were surprisingly agile and graceful.

  The two handed heavy hammer, held firmly in his calloused hands, was aension of his will, capable of shattering the toughest of obstacles with each powerful swing.

  His endurance had grown staggering, allowing him to maintain a relentless assault against any foe that dared to challenge him.

  Beyond his imposing appearanikoos was a calm ale young man.

  He did not relish flict, but circumstance had forced him to bee ruthless when necessary.

  Dimitra had grown into a strikingly beautiful young womariking green hair flowing gracefully down her shoulders.

  Her eyes, shimmering with a hint of golden flecks, possessed an almost feral iy, refleg her wild and untamed nature.

  Dimitra had honed her skills with the longbow and crossbow to a remarkable degree, her keen eyesight and steady hands allowio strike with pinpoint accuracy, providing crucial support from a distanbsp;

  Dimitra's ability to read the wind and terrain had bee invaluable, as she could anticipate the movements of their prey and deploy her arrows with devastating effebsp;

  The longbow, crafted from sturdy wood and carefully teo, was her primary on.

  She wielded it with a natural elegance, drawing the b with ease and releasing her arrows with a fluid, graceful motion.

  The crossbow, holstered at her side, served as a sedary option, providing her with a faster rate of fire wheuation dema.

  Dimitra's heightened senses, a result of her trope heritage, allowed her to perceive the world around her with unparalleled crity.

  She could detect the fai of movements, the subtlest of sts, and the slightest ges in the enviro, granting her a signifit advantage in her role as an archer.

  Vasileios had grown to be a handsome young man with a striking appearanbsp;

  His hair, a shade of pure white, framed his chiseled fa a way that only atuated his captivatiures.

  His physique, though still developing, had a thick, athletic build, suggesting the hours he had spent honing his skills with the short sword and heavy shield.

  Vasileios had bee adept with the short sword and heavy shield.

  His defensive prowess had grown, allowing him to shield his siblings from harm while also creating openings and striking with precisiohe opportunity arose.

  His resiliend determination had not gone unnoticed by Draco, as he tio push himself to greater heights.

  The short sword, with its sharp, well-maintained edge, was aension of Vasileios' arm, moving with a natural fluidity that spoke of tless hours of practibsp;

  The heavy shield, embzoned with sharp spikes, was a formidable barrier, capable of defleg powerful blows while dealing damage to the attacker.

  Vasileios' eyes, a captivating blend of blue and gray, held a steely determination that belied his young age.

  His features were well-defined, with a strong jawline and high cheekbohat lent him an air of maturity beyond his years.

  The set of his shoulders and the fident way he carried himself suggested a deep-rooted sense of purpose and a strong dedication to his craft.

  Despite his growing prowess, Vasileios maintained a humble demeanor, ever mindful of the o proted serve those he held dear.

  Vasiliki had grown to be quite beautiful, with striking white hair that flowed in soft waves down her babsp;

  Her plexion was fair, almost por-like, and her delicate features gave her a serehereal quality.

  After learning a bit of Draco's spell-castihod, Vasiliki's innate affinity for the ice element had blossomed, and she could now effortlessly jure vast sheets of ice, freezing her enemies iracks without even needing to t.

  Her arsenal of ice-based spells tio grow, due to her hard work and natural talent.

  The only limitation Vasiliki currently faced was the current capacity of her mind, which was destio expand wheaihe blessings of the gods, known as falna.

  In the pany of her family, Vasiliki carried herself with a warm and inviting demeanor, but could be quite icy towards those who dared to annoy her too much especially the mischievous pranks of her brothers.

  Being the you in the family, she always sought more attention from her older brother Drabsp;

  Though he had bee signifitly more strict with them over the years, she still mao receive the best treatment, much to the annoyance of her other siblings.

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  "It's been four whole years sihen," Draco pondered, his face sg in displeasure as he reminisced about the past, thinking of their deceased family members.

  "I guess it is about time to leave for Orario," he thought, snapping out of his reverie.

  Draco stood up and walked out of the river, with Michalis, Nikoos, and Vasileios quickly following.

  "What is wrong, Draii?, Is it about the balls thing ?" Vasileios asked, evident in his voice, as he had not failed to notice the ge in Draco's demeanor.

  "Nothing much, just thinking," Draco replied with a reassuring smile, ruffling Vasileios' hair.

  "Now, get yourself dried up, wouldn't want you boys catg a cold." he said.

  Activating the fire element around himself, Draco quickly dried himself and put on some clothes.

  "Cir, I'll be going out for a bit. You'll be in charge," Draco yelled, to which Cir responded with a simple "Got it.".

  Draco took off into the air, leaving the camp to check the path he had been f through the mountain for the past four years using his earth magic.

  He also wanted some time aloo ponder and sort out his unstable emotions.