The exotic sve traders, a hardy group of mostly level 1 adventurers who were cast out of their familia's for one reason or another.

  They traveled the nd in search of exotic species of people to sell.

  Sometimes they bought people legitimately as sve trade wasly banned everywhere or they simply kidhem if they thought the money was worth the risk.

  On this particur day they had caught not o two exotic Demi-humans whoing to be worth a lot.

  It took them a year of intricate pnning before they found an opening to cate of their targets.

  Initially when they sneaked into the vilge not expeg anything.

  They soon discovered the existence of Vasileios, Draco, and Vasiliki from a talkative vilger, but those exotic children were grandchildren of some pretty nasty strong adventurers.

  After making some inquiries about the risk and the gains, a buyer offered an amount they couldn’t refuse. It was enough money for all of them to retire and more.

  So they had to find an opening to get at least one of the children. But somehow they were lucky to get two, Vasileios and Drabsp;

  Who would have thought that one of the children was a monster.

  ……………………………………………………….

  The men closest to the cage that held Drad Vasileios were caught off guard when they witnessed Draco’s sudden transformation.

  They watched in horror as his small frame began to shift and tort.

  His delicate features morphed into a reptilian visage, plete with sharp fangs and gleaming bck scales.

  Cws erupted from his fiips as his body elongated, a barbed tail swishing behind him.

  The iron s that held him shattered like they were made of wood.

  Draco let out a menag growl, his ruby-red eyes narrowing as he surveyed the group.

  The location of each member, their heir ons, aions were all within his sight.

  He then grabbed the bars of the cage and pried it open with ease then stepped out and sealed the cage shut.

  “Sniff! Nii” Vasileios hesitantly called out to his brother.

  “Close your eyes and ears” Drastructed, no anded.

  Vasileios did as his brother had instructed, he was afraid but believed that his brother wouldn’t hurt him.

  ‘Ahh, what is this intoxig feeling, my mind feels like its slipping away’ Draco thought as he was having a hard time thinking straight.

  Logic dictated that he simply carried Vasileios and ran, he didn’t know how long his current state would st nor could he trol it.

  But, running away from those who tried to ensve him felt extremely revolting.

  His instincts had already judged the strength of each of his oppos aermihat he could win.

  That was why he didn’t get any danger warnings from his instincts.

  Draco suddenly let out a guttural snarl, his sharp cws flexing in anticipation.

  With a sinister grin, he flicked his tail, knog over a stack of potion crates, scattering their tents across the forest floor.

  “Bloody hell, it’s some kind of demon!” a sve trader cried out, fumbling for his on.

  “Kill it before it kills us!” another sve trader yelled.

  The sve traders that were currently within their camp rushed to arm themselves, but Draco wasn’t just going to watbsp;

  With a burst of speed, he lunged forward, his sharp cw sshing across the chest of the sve trader.

  The man screamed in agony as blood sprayed from the deep gashes, staining the ground crimson.

  Draind had turned into a maelstrom e and primal instincts.

  He currently didn’t uand the cept of merbsp;

  All he kneas that his enemies should be incapacitated, eveer eliminated.

  As the wounded sve trader stumbled backwards, Draco whirled around, his tail shing out and striking another sve trader square in the chest.

  The man was sent flying, smming into a tree with a siing crabsp;

  “Damn you, beast!” one of the traders yelled, drawing his sword. He charged at Draco, his bde glinting in the moonlight.

  Draco crouched low, then sprung forward, his powerful jaw g on the sve trader's sword arm.

  The man howled in pain as Draco’s teeth sank deep into his flesh, the bone g uhe pressure.

  Draco shook his head violently, ripping out flesh from bone and then spitting it out.

  The man colpsed to the ground, clutg the base of the wound in agony.

  “Shoot the darn thing!” the sve trader at the furthest distance yelled, leveling his crossbow at Drabsp;

  The bolt flew through the air, but Draco’s enhanced senses, reflexes, and small size saved him.

  He twisted and turhe bolts grazing his scales harmlessly.

  Draco could currently sehe presence of the elements around him.

  He could see four distinct colors within himself, red, blue, green, and brown, each representing the four basic elements, fire, water, earth, and wind.

  Draco wanted a means to attack the crossbow wielder in the distanbsp;

  So he redirected the red element within himself, opening his jaw and unleashing a torrent of searing fme, engulfing the hapless crossbow wielder in a bze of heat and light.

  The man’s agonized shrieks along with the smell of cooked meat filled the air as he was ed by the dragon's elemental breath.

  Draco felt a bit drained after unleashing su attack, but there were still enemies left to deal with.

  The remaining sve traders were now in panic, their initial bravado shattered by the iy of Draco’s attabsp;

  They scrambled troup, firing crossbow bolts, hurling daggers, and poison at the small demon before them.

  One of the sve traders soon noticed that Draco always seemed to lead attacks against him away from the cage that previously held him.

  Despite his rampage, Draco was still subsciously aware of his brother.

  No, he currently couldn’t distinguish such a thing, a thought had simply been impnted in his mind. ‘Protect the cage’.

  Upon notig this, the woman sneakily went around Draco as her colleagues were being sughtered.

  This was the woman that caught both of them.

  She thought that taking Vasileios hostage would be her means of survival.

  Sadly for her, she couldn’t escape Draco’s senses.

  As soon as Draoticed her objective, he dashed for the woman, ign the attack from the others.

  Draco then jumped and nded on the woman, in reition and rage he pried open her jaw, took a deep breath and unleashed a torrent of fmes into her mouth.

  The sound of sizzling and charring flesh echoed through the area.

  The other traders watched in horror as their rade's head was reduced to sm ashes.

  “Maker’s breath, what is this thing?” One of them cried out, his voice trembling.

  With a flick of his tail, he shed out at arader, the razor-sharp scales slig through the man's abdomen.

  Iines spilled out onto the forest floor as the trader let out a gurgling scream.

  The remaining traders were in full retreat now, their nerves shattered by the ferocity of Draco's assault.

  They ran in a panic, crashing through the underbrush in a desperate attempt to escape the small dragon's wrath.

  Them fleeing only served to fuel Draco's predatory instincts.

  He pursued them, his small legs propelling him forward with each stride.

  As one of the traders stumbled and fell, Draco on him in an instant.

  He sank his teeth into the man's neck, tearing out a gaping wound as blood sprayed in all dires.

  The trader gurgled and choked, his life slipping away as Draco tinued his savage assault.

  The small dragon stood over his st victim, chest heaving, his bck scales gleaming in the moonlight.

  He let out a triumphant roar, a primal dispy of his dominance.

  Only one sve trader remained, c in the shadows, his on trembling in his hands.

  "Please, I beg you, spare me!" he pleaded, his voice quivering.

  Draco turned his attention to the final man, his crimson eyes narrowing. The trader's fear alpable, and Draco could se.

  With a slow, deliberate movement, he stalked towards the man, his cws scraping against the forest trees.

  The trader scrambled backwards, his back pressed against a tree trunk.

  "No, no, please, I'll leave, I swear! I'll never e back!" he cried, his words tumbling out in a desperate torrent.

  Draco paused, his head tilted slightly to the side as he sidered the trader's pleas.

  Deep within his reptilian mind, a glimmer of reason flickered.

  These vile people had imprisoned him, and they had to be punished.

  But perhaps this ohis cowardly creature, could be spared.

  With a low growl, Draco turned areated bato the forest, disappearing into the shadows.

  The lorader sat there, trembling, his eyes wide with terror.

  He knew he had been granted a rare reprieve, and he wasted no time in gathering his fallen rades' ons and fleeing the se, vowing o return.