Alex gritted his teeth, his body protesting the strain as he dodged and weaved, barely avoiding the creature's attacks. Finally, with a powerful swing, he drove his sword deep into the Hippogriff's chest, piercing its heart. It collapsed in a heap, its wings twitching as life left its body.
Breathing heavily, Alex knelt beside the corpse, his hands trembling as he searched for the prized material. For a moment, his heart sank—he had lost count of how many Hippogriffs he'd slain with no luck. But then, beneath the feathers, his fingers brushed against something unusual: a shimmering, leathery material unlike anything he had seen before.
"Mythic Leather..." Alex whispered, a triumphant grin spreading across his face. He had finally found it.
