My brother brought me into a cavern, we had come here not to train with swords, but to train my fire breath

  instead. “Okay I will lure them to you, once they get

  close enough release your fire breath."

  My brother directed to me. “I understand what you want me to do, but what if one gets to close to me?”

  I asked trying to calm my fears. “I will immediately rush

  to your rescue.” My brother slyly replied to me.

  With that, the first wave of monsters came towards me.

  The first thing I seen was an ice toad, its toughen is

  capable of freezing the spot it touches for about five

  minutes.

  If you are alone and that thing touches you, then you do

  not stand a chance. Even though the toughen only

  freezes a spot for five minutes, if multiple spots are frozen one after the other, you are at the ice toads mercy.

  The ice toad would definitely swallow you whole, once

  you no longer could move away from it.

  I summoned the feelings which I would need, in order to

  releases my fire breath. The sensation of sparks in my

  stomach, traveling up my throat to the base of my

  toughen, and fire being lunched from its tip.

  This feeling had become kind of comforting after all the

  practice I had done. It also seemed to become easier and

  easier to preform this action on command, with each

  attempt.

  I manged to hit the ice toad with my fire breath, and since it was a fire type of attack, the ice toad evaporated into

  steam.

  The next monster to appear was a carnivorous parrot.

  These things sharp fangs and razor sharp wing tips, are

  dangerous enough, but if you are outside on your own, it

  can lure you away by imitating your loved ones voice.

  This thing also has a vary fast speed to its flight, that is

  why it was able to stop once it seen what was happening

  to the ice toad.

  “Oh no, help me!” I shout for aide from my brother. He is extremely agile, meaning he can easily avoid the speed of

  the carnivorous parrot. He slashes his sword directly

  through its throat, and then places the body in his

  travailing bag for parts later. Then he is no longer in front of me.

  The next monster has now been lured in by my brother.

  What was the new monster in front of me you ask? It was a baby mimic. They trick mothers of children under the

  age of three into thinking they are their child.

  Once they do that they use their hypnotic abilities to force the women to breast feed them, chomping on their

  exposed breast, with their vast amount of razor sharp tiny little retractable teeth.

  While doing this they also latched themselves tightly to

  them, and begin draining them of all the blood they have. Once the blood is dry and the victim dead, they use those tiny teeth of theirs to chop the body into extremely small pieces, and then eat the remains.

  Do not misunderstand me, that does not mean they will

  not attack people who are not mothers, or that females are all that can be harmed by them.

  If threatened they use their hypnotic power on the threat, males will be dealt with by latching onto the base of the

  neck right ware the spine attaches to the back. While doing this they suck the victims blood, but spit it out

  because they do not like the taste of male blood.

  Being drained of blood they leave the bodies to drop to

  the ground, letting any other monster have it for a source of food. When their are no monsters to feed on the corpse, travelers may find the body as a warning sign, letting

  them know their are baby mimics around.

  Females who do not have children are killed in the same way, but they swallow the blood and eat the bodies in the same manner as they do with mothers of

  children, however they leave the eyeballs.

  I think it has something to do with them not having the

  look of a person whom cares deeply for their offspring.

  Like the male bodies the eyes become a food source for

  any monster in the area, if their are no monsters, it is the

  same as with the male victims.

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  To avoid being under their hypnotic power a person needs to learn how to enter a trance to control their mind from being influenced. Most swordsmen and magic wielders

  learn to do this easily, because they have a stronger

  concentration then most people. So if it got in range to

  affect me, my brother would defiantly come to my aid.

  Lucky for me my fire breath had enough range just to

  barely keep it out of my way. The body became

  completely scorched and was fully blackened when it

  dropped to the ground.

  My brother did not send anymore monsters my way at

  this time. He went to the corpse, stabbed it in the ribs and cut around to make a hole large enough to take out the

  heart and put it into his traveling bag. He could not cut

  directly into the heart even with an enchanted sword.

  Baby mimics hearts are harder then diamonds, or any

  legendary ore. If one forged a weapon with it, they could drain blood with each cut and heal any wound they had

  sustained.

  Forging it was difficult tho, not even fire could be used to shape it. In order for someone to forge a weapon with this thing, they needed to find a magic user who specializes in mana manipulation, to fill the heart with mana until it

  could be shaped by fire. That was not all the shear

  amount of mana needed could only be maintained by

  someone whom practiced mana manipulation for fifteen

  years or a decade if they had been really talented.

  Money was another thing, you would have to hire the

  mana manipulator, as well as a master craftsmen, because of how tough the heart was, you did not want an

  insufficient product. This would cost you at least the

  value of thirty eight diamonds, or you could give both of

  them two baby mimic hearts each.

  Baby mimic hearts are the most valuable thing in the

  world, at least if you do not want to get involved with the black market, in which case the unicorn horn is the most

  valuable thing on the planet. Unicorn horns are worth at least three thousand baby mimic hearts. The only thing

  more valuable is an actual unicorn, but to be able to tame one is beyond crazy. Yet their are people that have

  manged to tame two and breed them and trade the young

  for anything they want.

  Yes unicorns could grant wishes, but only to those who

  have proven themselves worthy of having their wish come true.

  Once my brother had firmly secured the heart in the bag, we left the cavern. A sudden shock wave approached my

  brother, knocking him out, while sending his sword up

  upon the caverns entrance. I did not have time to retrieve

  it, a fire troll had reached my brothers unconscious body.

  I rushed in with out thinking, lunched my fire breath, and got between itself and my brother, but of course that did

  nothing but distract it. I looked at its eyes, the only thing I could think to do was blinding by scratching it with my

  nails. As I swung my arms towards its face my nails felt

  like they are being burnt off, the tips are glowing and my

  nails start to reshape and expand.

  The tip of my nails are now like the top part of a spear,

  round and sharp. I realize what they remind me of..

  ”Claws, I have claws, how, why, when, are you for real?”

  I shout out loud.

  Since I now have claws I slash away at the fire troll

  crazily, and managing to kill the thing. Soon my finger

  nails return to normal. Before my brother wakes up I grab his sword from the cavern entrance. I did not want him

  to find out what just happened.

  The fire breath training was hard enough I would make

  him believe, I had killed the fire troll by frantically

  swinging his sword around. I told him that lie when he

  awoke. He did not question what I was telling him.

  “Alright, but seeing the way it was killed, I know for

  certain, that you should not wield a sword.”

  My brother tells me while laughing.