Cyril's Training, Cynder's Plan and Volcano Land.
Eleanor's POV.
"Yes, Yes Volteer, I see that months of tortured captivity have done nothing to slow that electric tongue of yours from incessantly wagging." Cyril said.
Ever since Spyro, Sparx, Cyril and I returned to the Temple, Cyril and Volteer had been going back and forth in a brutal argument about Cynder taking their powers. I had to face-palm at this.
"It's just that it's all so exciting, exhilarating, enchanting, enthralling…" Volteer started to say, but, as usual, got tongue tied.
"All right, no more thesauruses for you pal." Sparx snickered.
"All of you please be quiet!" Ignitus yelled, ending the argument. "It is certainly encouraging that Spyro and Eleanor have been able to free the two of you to allow this reunion. But haven't we forgotten someone?"
"Yes, yes, of course." Cyril answered, "Terrador".
"Precisely." Ignitus said, "Now, how do we proceed?"
"I believe I can help, Ignitus." Cyril said, the he turned to me and Spyro, "Well, young chaps, since you've learned a few things about ice and astral on Tall Plains, I suggest we adjourn to the Training Room so that I can teach you more."
Cyril began to suggest, then he started boasting again, "The legacy of the great Ice dragons of yore… My ancestor, who come from the best of the best of this somewhat bedraggled lineage... Is long and storied. With my help, rescuing Terrador will be a certainty."
"Oh, your pomposity, arrogance, and pretentiousness is odious to the extreme." Volteer sighed.
But, Volteer's words didn't phase Cyril at all. "Shall we?" Cyril asked.
Cyril turned and led Spyro and myself to the training room. The statue of the dragon sank into the ground again, so we can begin our training.
"Well chaps, certainly all the abilities you have are nice sidelights." Cyril said as the statue sunk into the ground. "But now, you will learn the secrets of Ice, a power worthy of the elites."
I couldn't help but roll my eyes. Cyril seemed to like bragging about how he was an Ice legend.
Cyril tested Spyro first, testing him on his ice abilities and teaching him how to shoot ice spikes and how to use katanas effectively. Most of the time he criticized Spyro by saying the early skills were easy. But at the end, he was impressed by the raw power Spyro showed.
During this, I've been thinking about Cynder and the crystals she was creating from the Guardians' powers. The more I think about it, the more it felt like she was collecting keys to unlock a powerful door. Or something similar to that concept. I have to tell Ignitus this.
"Well, you have mastered the element of Ice, something few can boast." Cyril said, once Spyro mastered the Ice Fury. "Eleanor, can you step in the dojo, please?" He called me, breaking my train of thought.
I walked to the center of the dojo. Immediately, a large group of multi-sized dummies appeared around me.
"Astral is one of the rarest powers known in the Realms" Cyril explained, "Very few dragons have heard of this power, and fewer still have mastered it. The Astral Dragon may have revolutionized the power, but only truly powerful beings are able to..."
Cyril was cut short when a sudden darkness filled the room. He looked up and saw that the side of the room the dummies were falling down, one-by-one, as I hit them with an explosion of astral energy waves.
The darkness disappeared and I looked at Cyril with a small smirk. Spyro smiled.
"Remind me to never get on your bad side." Cyril noted.
*Minutes later...*
I told the Dragon Elders of my hypothesis of Cynder's plans. However, they were having a hard time understanding what I was getting at. Ignitus seemed to understand, because his eyes widened in shock.
"So what exactly are you saying, young Eleanor?" Cyril asked.
"Yes. Your hypothesis is intriguing one, but it is perplexing to the extreme." Volteer said.
"Huh?" Sparx said.
"He said he doesn't know what she's talking about." Spyro answered.
"Dude, I never know what he's saying." Sparx moaned.
"What Eleanor is saying is that Cynder is harnessing the Guardians' powers to unlock a portal. A portal that must never be opened." Ignitus explained.
"Yes, Ignitus. Thank you." I thanked.
"Why? What's behind this portal?" Spyro asked.
"That doesn't concern you right now." Ignitus answered in a slight hurried tone. "What does concern you is that you and Eleanor need to get to Munitions Forge, and freeing Terrador before she can create another crystal with his powers."
"And before the volcano... blows... its..." Volteer spoke up in a slight paniced tone.
"That's enough, Volteer. There's plenty of time. Plenty of time." Ingitus assured.
"Plenty of time? What, we need more time to have horrible things happen to us?" Sparx complained, then moaned, "Why couldn't we have stayed at Tall Plains? I'm a big deal there."
"Quit complaining, Sparx." Spyro said, shaking his head.
"I'm sure there's a tribe on Munitions Forge you can save too." I assured the dragonfly, silently rolling my eyes.
"Yeah, but there's always something special about the first tribe you save. You know?" Sparx shot back.
*Hours later…*
Spyro, Sparx and I made our way to the molten surface of Munitions Forge. Around us were large pieces of metal were stuck half-buried in the hardened crust. Ahead was a rather large volcano towering over everything. The volcano made the entire island feel very warm. I closed my eyes and thought back about what Ignitus told us about the island.
"Munitions Forge is an island dominated by Boyzitbig, an unstable volcano that makes life on the surface very dicey" Ignitus explained, "The locals, who live underground, have been forced to mine the metals that Cynder uses to forge her army's weapons".
"What are the locals called?" Spyro asked.
"They're called Manweersmalls." Ignitus answered.
"Right... Do I need to right that down?" Sparx asked.
"Sparx, stop trying to be funny!" I moaned.
"Rumor has it that Cynder is holding Terrador somewhere in the mines" Ignitus went on, "We know she's using him to power the last of the crystals she needs to open the portal. Free him before she gets the chance."
"Boy, is it big!" Sparx gawked.
"Boy, it's big!" I agreed.
"No time for sightseeing, guys" Spyro said. "Time to get serious. Let's go".
"Ooohh... not again!" Sparx moaned as Spyro and I made our way down a trail.