Meeting Gates.

The wolf barely had time to flinch before Lupin's jaws clamped down on its throat, pinning it effortlessly. A sharp yelp escaped the creature, its fate sealed. At that exact moment, Jasmine's arrow flew, piercing the wolf's body with precision.

"Bingo!" Jasmine grinned, lowering her bow triumphantly.

But the excitement flickered, dimming slightly.

"Tsk, no loot again," she muttered, frustration creeping into her tone. "How did Fateless get so much loot before? His luck is something else."

She sighed, shaking her head, when suddenly—

Lupin's ears perked.

His sharp eyes darted past Jasmine, focusing on something behind her. Without warning, the wolf sprang forward, a blur of silver fur.

Jasmine's instincts flared thinking that Lupin had spotted an enemy nearby.

She spun around Immediately, her bow raised, and her fingers already pulling the string taut.

Her eyes scanned the area, adrenaline still rushing through her veins.