Upon arriving home, Bahamut, Nikoos, and Vasileios were shocked at the grisly se that greeted them.

  The living room couch was stained with a rge pool of blood, and lying on top of it was the unscious form of Draco, his clothing soaked with the crimson liquid.

  Bahamut's heart raced with worry as she rushed to Draco's side, her eyes fixated on the bloodied rags piled on the floor.

  "What happened?" she asked frantically, her voice ced with .

  Eleni, who had been tending to Draco, looked up with weary eyes.

  "We don't know," she replied, her tone heavy with exhaustion.

  "He came home like this, and I've been trying to make sense of what's happening to his body." she added.

  Eleni had beerusted with Draco's care by Cir and Dimitra, being the most knowledgeable in handling his uuation.

  She had remained by his side since he returned in this state.

  I, Cir and Dimitra were preparing dinner for the entire familia.

  They were fully aware of the situation, but with no means to help, they decided to do what they could.

  Bahamut pced a hand on Draco's forehead, worry etched on her features.

  She could feel the heat emanating from his body due to a high fever.

  "How is his dition?" she asked, her voice tinged with urgency.

  "He's currently stable, but he experiences sudden bursts of pain followed by bleeding," Eleni expined, her brow furrowed with .

  "I holy don't know what else to do or how to help him." she said in resignation.

  Hearing this, Bahamut closed her eyes and pced her hand on Draco's chest.

  Immediately, a clear picture of what was happening within his body became apparent to her.

  "Sigh, I had a feeling he might try something reckless," she said, her voice ced with a hint nation.

  ‘It seems my premonition was right.’ she thought.

  Eleni's face lit up with hope upon hearing this.

  "Have you figured out what's going on?" she asked, her eyes filled with relief.

  "Hmm," Bahamut replied, her expression pensive.

  Eleni's shoulders visibly rexed, the weight of the situation lifting from her.

  She had been administerih potions and even used an elixir, but they had only provided temporary relief.

  Turning to Nikoos and Vasileios, Bahamut said, "e, help me move him."

  The two boys, who had been standing in the er, the se with a sense of helplessness, immediately sprang into a, following Bahamut's instrus.

  As Nikoos and Vasileios carefully flipped Drato his stomach, Bahamut transformed one of her fingers into a sharp bsp;

  She then climbed onto Draco’s bad made a small gash on her palm, allowing her divine blood to trickle down and fall onto It.

  "Ugh!" Draco grunted in pain as Bahamut's blood touched his skin, but his expression soon shifted to one of relief, much to the others' astonishment.

  The goddess's blood on Draco's back began to glow, twisting and turning like a living creature.

  It’s shade begun to darken till it took on an ink like colour and was soon absorbed into his skin.

  Soon her mark materialized on Draco’s back, dispying his status board.

  Eleni, Nikoos, and Vasileios watched the process in silent awe, their eyes widening at the sight.

  Bahamut's eyes widened in shock as she ied Draco's status board, which was dispying something a little different from what she was expeg.

  Draco had automatically leveled up after her blood touched his back, a peculiar occurrehat caught the goddess off guard.

  "This is indeed quite a surprise," Bahamut murmured, her brow furrowed in ption.

  ‘Draco is the first of his kind to receive the blessing of Falna, so I was expeg a few unusual things to happen, but this...’ She trailed off, her gaze fixed oatus board.

  Eleni, sensing the goddess's surprise, asked, "What does this mean? Is Draco going to be alright?" her voice filled with .

  Bahamut looked up, her expression softening.

  "Yes, he will be fine," she assured.

  "The sudden bursts of pain and bleeding were a result of his body undergoing a minor transformation, trying to aodate the excess excelia he had absorbed." she expined.

  Nikoos and Vasileios, who had been silent observers, exged a relieved gnbsp;

  They had been powerless to help in this situation, but now, with Bahamut's intervention, their brother was now ok.

  "What do we o do to help Draii?" Eleni asked, her voice tinted with determination.

  Bahamut sidered the question for a moment.

  "For now, he needs rest and time to adjust to the ges within his body," she replied.

  Cir and Dimitra, their dinner preparations plete, hurriedly emerged from the kit, their expressions filled with .

  "What's going on? How is he ?" Cir asked, her gaze sweeping over the se.

  Bahamut turo the two girls, a reassuring smile on her lips.

  "Draco is going to be just fine," she said.

  Dimitra let out a relieved sigh, while Cir's shoulders visibly rexed.

  The familia’s collective tension began to dissipate as they realized their beloved brother and panion was now ok.

  Turnitention back to Draco's status board, Bahamut began to i it with a dising gaze.

  ‘Hmm, that's quite an impressive colle of development abilities,’ Bahamut mused, her eyes sing the wealth of options presented before her.

  "Uhm, Bahamut-sama, is Draii perhaps now officially a level 2?" Vasileios asked, his voice filled with excitement.

  Though he couldn't uand most of the words oatus board, the numbers were clear enough for him to dis the progression.

  "Not yet," Bahamut replied, her response measured and thoughtful.

  "He still o choose a development ability to plete the st process and..." Her voice trailed off, her expression shifting to one of subtle .

  'How could I have overlooked such a fual aspect?' Bahamut pondered, berating herself inwardly.

  'But then again, Draco's automatic level-up was an ued phenomenon.' she thought.

  "What's wrong?" Dimitra inquired, her keen eyes pig up on the subtle ge in Bahamut's demeanor.

  "Well, I might have made a slight ht," Bahamut admitted, her tone measured.

  "ht?" Nikoos echoed, his brow furrowing in fusion.

  Dimitra, Cir, Vasileios, and Eleni waited with bated breath, their attention fixed on Bahamut, eager for her expnation.

  "You see, Draeeds to select a development ability to plete the level-up process, but as you clearly observe, he is currently unscious," Bahamut expined, her words carefully chosen.

  The gravity of the situation became immediately apparent to the group, and the realization dawned on their faces.

  "'t you just dey it until he wakes up?" Eleni asked, her voice tinged with .

  Bahamut shook her head slightly, "I'm not sure of the sequences of su a," Bahamut replied, her expression refleg the weight of her uainty.

  She could tell that the level-up process had created a new chamber within Draco's body, one dedicated to the gathering of more excelia and other energies.

  While Bahamut uood this much, the full implications of interrupting or deying the full process were still unknown to her.

  Normally such a thing could be deyed but Draco was normal, so she didn’t know what to expect.

  " you pick for him, then?" Dimitra suggested, her eyes meeting Bahamut's with a hopeful expression.

  Bahamut sidered the proposition, her brow furrowing in ption.

  "I could, but would he be happy with my choice?" she pondered aloud.

  "I'm sure Draii will be uanding," Vasileios chimed in, his youthful optimism shining through.

  "You are doing it to save him, after all." he added.

  Bahamut's lips curved into a slight smile, aowledging the wisdom in Vasileios' words.

  "You're right, I suppose. Hopefully, he won't be too upset with me," she murmured.

  With a resolute nod, she turned her attention back to the status board, determio make a sele that would be in Draco's best i.