I took the offspring into my Master, proudly offering the admittedly ugly spawn to her.
"What is this?"
"My Master, your Shaftspawn are resistant to all metals except Gold, your Glenbeasts can withstand Gold but not Fire, your Frostdogs laugh at Fire but fear Magic, and the Golemlike are Magic immune but do have trouble with Silver. Using a lot of aphrodisiacs and your breeding stock, I have crossbred the four into-"
She pulled out a magical firedagger made of gold and silver and killed the youngling.
"A creature with all their weaknesses. Well done."
I hated her sarcasm so.
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