Spyro: We're almost there!

Cynder: I wonder why we have to go there so soon.

Spyro: Well I don't know.

Matthew: I already told you it's urgent.

Spyro: Jeez. We eventually made it there. Then I put a chip (not a potato chip ya' stupid)

On the floor and it turned into a motorcycle.

Matthew: Let's go! We rode through the corridors for 11 minutes and 46 seconds until we met Volteer.

Volteer: Well this borders on stupendous, amazing, extraordinary in…

Matthew: Volteer, Enough! I must talk with you and the others at once.

Volteer: Well they're all on different side of the city. The moles guard the front Cyril guards the west sector, Terrador guards the east sector, and I guard the heart of the city and power the machinery as a battery.

Matthew: Well let us seek them out. We looked for 7 hours and finally founded each of them and the mole counsel. We met at the heart of the city.

Terrador: Okay, what is this about Matthew?

Cyril: My thought is corresponding to his sentence.

Volteer: Mine as well.

Matthew: I believe this is odd, but there is a crossover portal to a dimensional world similar to this one. It consists of magic from an ancient language unlike our magic from the ancestors. It is called ALAGAESIA. It consists of dragons, and dragon riders.

Terrador: That's outrageous; no one is permitted to ride me!

Matthew: Heck, a dragon egg won't hatch unless it finds a rider. An evil king called written in an ancient writing called .

Spyro: Hey it's Sparx!

Sparx: Spyro!

Spyro: Oh it's good to see you.

Sparx: Yeah, I see you brought Matthew along with you.

Spyro: Yeah, I…

Matthew: Spyro! Help me look through these books.

Spyro: Fine. Hey, isn't this the book?

Matthew: Yeah! Good job Spyro. Let us look through this book together.

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