Author's Note:

Hey everyone! Welcome back to another chapter. This is where things get real in our story and we get to write your favourite style Cheetah!

CheetahLover: WOOHOO! WE GET TO WRITE SOME ACTION SCENES! Ahem… sorry about that, got a bit over excited there.

Mystic: Okay then…

CheetahLover: You get your romance, I get the action, it's a fair deal.

Mystic: Very true, you know how much I like my romance, especially when it's about Spyro and Cynder.

CheetahLover: You sure do, anyway we hope you enjoy reading the chapter! So without further ado…

Let the story continue!

Chapter 10: The Trial of Amity - Part 1

Sounds of heartbeats and a smoking husk of low shrouding smoke smothered the fresh green grass where the two slumbering dragons were laying, setting an evil atmosphere and darkening the land. The spines of twigs and branches snapped under the grizzly feet of gruesome grublins closing in on their targets. With their sights set on the sleeping dragons, they encircled them with their teeth bared and the fast chittering of their voices softly emitting from their mouths as they got ever closer to the two slumbering dragons. As fast as a bullet, the grublins pounced on Spyro and Cynder and chained them by the ankles so they could walk but not attack.

"WHAT'S GOING ON?!" Cynder yelled as her mind registered what was going on. She frantically looked over to Spyro only to find him in the same position as her.

"GET AWAY FROM HER!" Spyro demanded as he tried to thrash around to get away from the grublins and to Cynder but he had no such luck.

"SILENCE!" Roared a grublin who appeared to be the leader of the group. "Get those other pests and bring them to the cave," He ordered some of the soldiers.

A group of them scurried through the bushes and headed in the direction that Ember, Flame and Sparx were.

"What do you want with us?!" Cynder seethed through her teeth as the two of them were dragged towards a familiar setting that sent shivers down their spine.

"I think you already know traitor," snarled a grublin, spitting on her face as Cynder grimaced from the harsh stench of the creature's breath.

Spyro growled at the grublin with his teeth on full display but bit back the harsh words that so desperately wanted to escape his mouth. He knew that wouldn't do them much good, so he held them in his thoughts. The two dragons knew where they were taking them, though they didn't need much guidance as the path was etched into their minds from their previous journey there. Even though most of what once stood was mostly destroyed, Spyro and Cynder could not escape the echoes of what had previously happened in this very location. It wasn't just the location of where Malefor met his end, it is where Spyro and Cynder had found the ever growing love bond between them. The grublins dragged the two dragons through a ruined entrance of rubble and burned rock until they came to a stop in front of a destroyed throne where a dark shadow dragon sat with a grin plastered widely on his face.

"Good evening Spyro, Cynder, welcome to my humble abode," taunted the shadow dragon, eyeing Spyro with his orange eyes which Spyro recognised instantly.

"You seriously need to rethink your home improvement choices," Cynder retorted, drawing a little chuckle from Spyro as Syris started quaking with anger.

"SILENCE YOU WORTHLESS WORM!" Syris roared as his temper got the best of him and walked over to Cynder, his every step causing a small tremble to echo throughout the cave.

"You touch her, and you'll have me to deal with," threatened Spyro, eyeing Syris with his amethyst eyes and clenching his paw.

Syris turned his burnt orange eyes to meet Spyro's amethyst ones, anger filled each of the dragons orbs but neither was willing to back down against the other. A chuckle from the shadow dragon broke through the air as Spyro looked at him in confusion.

"All my life I have waited for this moment, and now that it's finally here I don't quite believe it," Syris explained as he continued laughing, "I'm going to enjoy every second of watching you die," He coldly sneered as his laughing came to a complete halt, "but I'll take as much pleasure of taking everything you hold dear away from you first."

He nodded towards a pair of grublins and appeared to be a signal as they scurried off somewhere in a hurry. Not a second later, a group of grublins came through the entrance and headed towards Syris.

"Where are the others?" He sneered at the group upon seeing they came back empty handed.

"T-They weren't t-there," The leader trembled as he delivered the news to Syris.

The shadow dragon remained completely still as he shut his eyes only to open them again with a look of bloodlust in them, "Then I guess I have no more use for you."

Before any of them could blink Syris had disappeared from their view causing the grublins to scatter in fear. One by one he picked them off by ruthlessly stabbing them with his tailblade and a grin upon his maw. Finally his rage built up on the final grublin who was frantically running towards the entrance of the mountain, only to be met by Syris who, within an instant, slashed the grublin's throat with his tailblade and took it's head clean off it's shoulders. There was nothing but a pool of blood and a few scattered limbs left.

"What kind of monster are you?! Killing your own men!" Cynder screeched as her mind couldn't believe what her eyes saw.

Syris just smirked and licked his tailblade clean of the grublins blood that stained it.

"Those pathetic vermin couldn't even get two silly dragons and a pesky dragonfly, they deserved to die," He explained as if it was the most casual thing in the world, "and as to what kind of monster I am," He grinned as he got up in Cynder's face, "I'm your worst nightmare."

Cynder's eyes widened as flashbacks of her time with Malefor came rushing back to her mind, she couldn't focus on anything else. Her breathing increased as her muscles became tense and she started to shiver with fear.

"Cynder!"

That familiar voice broke Cynder out of her onslaught of memories and her head turned towards the source.

Spyro.

He was always the one to cheer her up, the one that could put a smile on her face and the one that she knew would always be there to help her.

"I'm fine Spyro," Cynder smiled at her mate to reassure him to which she received one back.

"How touching, let's see if we can turn those smiles into something else," Syris chuckled as he heard the rattle of chains behind him. "Ah, someone you might know."

Spyro's eyes widened immensely as he saw Volteer being dragged by the ankles across the room. He spotted multiple cuts and wounds plastered all over Volteer's body and his eyes didn't hold the same spark they usually did.

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM?!" Spyro demanded as he desperately tried to reach Volteer but the chains on him wouldn't allow it, "Volteer! Are you alright?" He asked, concern and fear lacing his voice.

Volteer could only manage a very small smile, his injuries were too great and his strength was failing him. The guardian had lost a lot of blood and his breathing was slow and raspy as Spyro looked at him with sadness and anger, fire boiling inside of his stomach as he gave Syris a look of pure hatred and disgust.

"You're going to pay for this!" Spyro seethed as his teeth were fully visible and his claws unsheathed ready to pounce on the shadow dragon.

"I highly doubt that," Syris chuckled as he gestured towards the chains that bound the two dragons, "you see Spyro, that's your problem, you can't admit defeat. You're too much of an arrogant ass that you're blinded by your own stupidity."

Syris encircled the two dragons with a vengeful aura around his movements. Cynder wasn't fazed. She smirked and gave a soft chuckle before answering back.

"And you're too much of a cocky bastard that you can't see how we're gonna kick your ass," Cynder retorted with a slight smile on her face.

Even Volteer seemed to chuckle at Cynder's words. Syris snorted at her reply and smacked her across the jaw, sending her tumbling to the floor. Spyro was shaking with anger and felt the power rise within him, but the shackles around his paws didn't allow him to release it. Syris was still smirking at Cynder who was still on the floor recovering from his previous attack.

"Now who's the cocky bastard?" Syris taunted, laughing as he left the inner chamber and Spyro, Volteer and Cynder alone with only the grublins to guard them.

"Are you okay?" Spyro frantically asked Cynder who was getting back to all fours and growling at her scratched face.

"Yeah, I'm fine," reassured Cynder with a huff, "just caught me by surprise."

Spyro breathed a sigh of relief that Cynder was alright and turned his attention over to the grublins holding them and cast a low growl their way causing them to back away slightly. He grinned knowing that he could at least slightly frighten their capturers and started to form a plan in his head.

"Looks like Flame and the gang managed to get away," Cynder noted.

"Yeah, they've been known to shy away from danger, especially Sparx," chuckled Spyro, as he slowly made his way over to Cynder before bumping her playfully.

"Very true, I just hope they're alright," said Cynder, staring at the doorway which Syris walked down previously with her voice laced with worry.

"Me too."

Outside Mount Malefor…

"Man, that was close," Flame whispered as he remained hidden in a bush along with Ember and Sparx.

"You got that right," Ember whispered back as she poked her head above the leaves to see if there were any more grublins looking for them, "I think they're gone."

The trio carefully made their way out of the bush and edged their way through the forest, keeping their guard up at all times and checking for any signs of movement.

"So where do you think those guys scurried off to?" Asked Sparx who was shaking like a leaf but was trying to act all brave.

"It's kind of obvious Sparx," said Ember, rolling her eyes.

"Why can't it ever be a nice field or something?" Sparx groaned as he started flying towards the mountain, "Come on then, we better go and get the great purple dragon and his wife out of the mess they've got themselves into."

Flame's eyes widened and his maw hung open as Sparx said those few words, "Sparx, are you feeling okay?"

"Course I am," Sparx answered, confused as to why Flame had asked that.

"It's just… You're going TOWARDS danger!" Flame explained as his mind was still registering what Sparx just said.

"Well someone's got to save that idiot," Sparx shrugged, "and you never know, I might get a reward from the guardians for this! Like a lifetime of butterflies or something!" Sparx jumped around while Flame and Ember facepalmed themselves.

"Yep he's fine, always thinking of his stomach," Ember shook her head as they made their way towards the towering mountain.

Sparx, Ember and Flame made their way through the wasteland of ash and lava which surrounded them and headed towards the dark mountain. Flame had a sense of dread and fear looming over him which Ember sensed as she gave him a reassuring smile and a kiss on the cheek which took him by surprise. He continued walking but wasn't watching where he was going, due to Ember's surprise, and ended up tripping over a small rock. Ignoring Ember's laughter, he quickly got back up on all fours and composed himself before he took a deep breath and steadied his nerves as they reached a small entrance at the back of the mountain, the opposite side to where Spyro and Cynder entered from. Looking into the entrance, a cold shiver came over the trio as they crept closer and closer to the intimidating abyss of darkness which shrouded the arched aperture. Sparx went ahead to light the way, his golden light reflecting off of the walls and ceiling as he continued on until he came across a shaft of light, faint but noticeable.

"I think I see something up there," said Sparx pointing towards the small glimmer of light and moving closer to it.

Ember peered round the small dragonfly and squinted her eyes before confirming, "I see it too."

Flame placed a wing over Ember as Sparx led on through the darkness before they came to the end of the tunnel. Sparx was immediately hit with torchlight and a stench of decaying flesh which made his face scrunch up and turn a shade of green.

"Oh god, that is revolting," Sparx backed away as he placed a hand over his mouth and gagged a little.

"That's a big word for you Sparx," Ember teased as Flame chuckled at her comment, "you sure you know what it means?"

"HEY!" Sparx shouted but recoiled when the two dragons got up in his face telling him to shush.

"Do you want to get us caught?!" Flame whispered angrily at the dragonfly.

"Guys, if you could stop fighting for one minute then you might want to take a look at this," Ember interrupted as she gestured towards a small cell that appeared to house something.

Flame and Sparx crept towards where Ember was pointing and saw a pearl scaled dragoness chained to a wall, they noticed that she had cuts and wounds covering her body and that she must of been there for quite a while.

"Excuse me, are you alright?" Ember asked as she walked up to the bars with a concerned look on her face.

"Who are you?!" The dragoness backed as far as she could into the cell, not wanting to be injured any further. However, she noticed that these creatures weren't like the others that she had seen around the cave.

"Woah woah, it's okay, we're not gonna hurt you," reassured Flame, "My name's Flame and this is my mate Ember."

Sparx flew in front of Flame and puffed out his chest, making him look like an inflated banana rather than a dragonfly.

"And I'm Sparx, heroic, handsome, smart-"

"Annoying?" Chimed in Flame, making Sparx's face boil with anger and Ember to almost burst into a laughing fit.

"EXCUSE ME!"

"Can you boys calm down for two seconds? Ancestors…" Ember rolled her eyes and walked up to the bars and gave Aurora a reassuring smile, "It's okay, you're safe now. What's your name?"

"A-Aurora."

"Don't worry Aurora, we're gonna get you out of here," reassured Flame, taking a couple of steps back and taking a deep breath, "you better step aside."

Aurora pushed herself to the far corner of the cell and made sure she was a safe distance from the bars that blocked her freedom. Flame sent out an enormous scorching fireball which ripped the bars off their hinges and, momentarily, engulfed the three dragons and Sparx in a cloud of smoke. As the smoke cleared, Flame entered the cell and carefully removed the shackles around Aurora's paws as he helped her to all fours.

"Thanks."

"No worries," said Flame as he gave her a warm smile.

Aurora took one step and immediately fell to the floor due to the excruciating nature of her injuries, growling as she tried to bring herself back up.

"Here, let me help," said Ember as she pulled Aurora back to her feet and allowed Aurora to climb onto her back and get herself comfortable.

"I'm not leaving yet," demanded Aurora, grimacing from her injuries, "we have to go back for Volteer."

"Wait, Volteer's here?" Asked Sparx, slightly annoyed that there were now more dragons to save.

"Yeah, wait, you guys know him?"

"Course we do, he's one of the guardians at Warfang. It's where we've come from," said Ember, looking back at Aurora.

"We've got to save him," pleaded Aurora, "please, he means a lot to me."

"D-Do you love him?" Asked a shocked Flame, sharing perplexed looks with Sparx and Ember.

"Y-Yes."

A shocked silence spread around the group like a disease. Volteer never seemed the type of dragon to ever find love. Especially since he was a guardian. Flame and Sparx were completely speechless for once, but Ember was excited and happy.

"Wow, I never knew Volteer was the loving type," chuckled Ember, "Volteer's a great dragon and teacher, I'm happy for you."

"Me too," Added Flame, "Don't worry, we'll get him out as well."

"Oh great! More butts to save," groaned Sparx, earning a look of annoyance from the three dragons who were with him.

"Sparx, shut up and stop moaning," demanded an annoyed Flame, "we don't have time for this."

"Yeah like we don't have time for me to kick your red behind," Sparx muttered.

"What was that?!" Ember sneered at Sparx for insulting her mate.

Sparx mumbled something under his breath before doing what he was told and led his dragon friends through the cave tunnels, looking for any sign of the three dragons.

Spyro felt lightheaded and his limbs beneath him weighed like a ton of bricks as he slowly opened his eyes. Cynder was resting against his side, her breathing was shallow and faster than it normally was. Both her and Spyro were suffering from a lack of mana due to the chains around their necks, similar to the snake chain that had bound them many months ago after they woke from the night of eternal darkness. Spyro surveyed his surroundings. Volteer was to his right, in a terrible state with multiple flesh wounds and caked in blood. His and Cynder's paws were shackled by a connecting chain that ran along the floor in front of him and they were surrounded by multiple grublin guards, covering every entrance.

"Honey, come on, open your eyes," whispered Spyro, softly nudging Cynder with his wing.

Responding to Spyro's touch, Cynder let out a soft groan and opened her eyes to find Spyro staring down at her.

"What is it? You okay?" Asked Cynder wearily, gazing up into his amethyst eyes with her eyelids dropping to half-closure.

"I'm fine," Spyro replied, "we have to get out of here, I don't know how much longer Volteer can hold on."

As soon as the words left Spyro's mouth, Syris came back into the chamber with that same sly, sickening grin that always seemed to plague his maw. He walked over to Spyro and Cynder until he was face to face with the purple dragon, making Spyro shudder from his cold breath and deep, twisted orange eyes.

"Hello again," said the shadow dragon, "I think it's time for me to explain why I really brought you here."

"Whatever it is you've got planned, we don't want to be a part of it," snapped Spyro, a spark of fire in his eye.

"I never said you had a choice," whispered Syris menacingly as he strode up to Spyro, "Now, I want something very valuable and rare, and you're going to give it to me."

"We don't have anything," said Cynder.

"Oh, but you do. It's there, in your eyes and under your skin. You know what I speak of, a certain element."

Spyro glanced over to Cynder and gave her a worried look, "What element?"

"A certain love element, you know it as Amity."

Spyro and Cynder's eyes widened upon hearing the word, but kept their mouths firmly shut.

"Ah, so you do know it," said Syris with a sly smirk, "then you'll have no trouble in giving it to me."

"Even if we could, we would never give it to such a sly sack of scales like you," said Spyro coldly, "the element is inside us, you cannot physically obtain it."

"Now we both know that's not true, don't we Spyro?"

Cynder shot Spyro an uncertain look and then glanced down at her chest to eye the Amity crystal. Syris followed her gaze and his eyes latched onto it like a cat's with a ball of light. His grin widened even more as he spied the amethyst crystal with thirst and a great need. Cynder's breathing increased greatly as she saw Syris' eyes upon it and began to shake violently as he came closer.

"So, this is an Amity Crystal," he said with a gasp, "Beautiful."

Syris placed his paw onto the crystal but was sent flying into the back wall in a burst of power emitting from the purple gem. Cynder couldn't help bringing a smug grin to her maw as Spyro tried not to burst out laughing from the scene that was laid out before him. Syris pulled himself onto all fours, shifting the rocks that had fallen from the ceiling off of his back and grimacing at an agonising burn now littering the entire face of his paw. He shook off the pain with an irritated growl and shot a piercing look at Spyro, making the purple dragon shiver but obtain a grin.

"YOU THINK THAT'S FUNNY?!" Bellowed a fuming Syris, puffs of smoke emitting from his nostrils and his aura turning to one of a crimson red.

"No, it was bloody hilarious," cried Cynder, still giggling like a small hatchling.

Syris shrugged and walked over towards the panting Volteer who was still lying on the floor and had not moved for the entire time.

"Now, is this hilarious?"

Syris grabbed Volteer by the scruff of the neck and hoisted him up onto the back wall with force, engulfing the scene with a sound of jangling chains and the shuddering sound of bones cracking. Syris placed his tailblade directly over Volteer's stomach and turned towards Spyro and Cynder with a look of pure hatred and rage.

"YOU HAVE THREE SECONDS TO REMOVE THE CRYSTAL FROM YOUR NECK AND GIVE IT TO ME!" Thundered Syris, eyes burning with fury and his voice echoing off the cave walls, making it shake and stir violently.

"LEAVE HIM ALONE!," Roared Spyro, his scales becoming darker and his voice deepening with pace.

"How about you pry it off my cold, dead body you pathetic waste of scales," Cynder commented, hoping that her words would cause Syris to leave Volteer and come after her instead.

"I will not ask again," snarled Syris before pushing his tailblade slightly into Volteer's stomach making the electric guardian scream in pain.

"STOP IT! YOU PIECE OF SHIT, STOP IT!"

Syris tailblade was now a quarter into Volteer's stomach and showed no sign of retreating. Spyro was now quaking with rage, his eyes like knives as they began to turn to a dull white.

"GIVE ME THE CRYSTAL!"

"NEVER."

"Fine," spat Syris before turning back towards Volteer and slamming his tailblade clean through the wounded dragon in front of him, causing him to scream and writhe with pain as the tailblade touched the wall behind Volteer.

The scream of the Guardian echoed in Spyro's ears which pushed him over breaking point. Spyro released a terrifying roar and his aura and appearance exploded into one of darkness and utter hate. His pupils were now a lifeless, soulless pearl white and his scales had lost all trace of purple and yellow. They were replaced with an abyss of black and a dull amber colour, revealing a side similar to one of Malefor. The side of darkness.

Dark Spyro.

Dark Spyro's Earth shattering roar had ripped the shackles clean off of his paws and neck, also removing Cynder's in the process. His pearl, defunct eyes stabbing at the shadow dragon before him before rushing towards Syris with tremendous speed, entering the comet dash. Syris' eyes scanned the area rapidly as he tried to keep up with Spyro's sudden intense burst of speed, his claws unsheathed themselves and his teeth bared as he disappeared into the shadows.

"COME OUT YOU COWARD!" Dark Spyro's distorted voice boomed throughout the cave and shook it to the core.

Syris pounced onto Dark Spyro from the shadows and held him down as he stuck his claws into his shoulders, drawing blood and a sharp snarl from the corrupted dragon beneath him. Dark Spyro kicked his hind legs up and pushed Syris up into the roof of the cave before taking flight and immediately pummeling the shadow dragon in the air before he could react.

Syris smiled as Dark Spyro began to pound him, "That's it Spyro, unleash your darkness! It will make it all the more easier for me to take the light away!" Syris chuckled as his eyes filled with malice and destruction.

"I'LL KILL YOU!"

Amongst all of the commotion and repeated sounds of paws hitting their marks and sickening sounds of talons meeting flesh, Cynder ran over towards a blood soaked Volteer. His breathing was raspy and every breath he took, Cynder knew it could be his last. She glared down at the deep, fresh wound which plagued his body and grimaced at the sight of ripped scales and spurting blood.

"Don't worry, we're gonna get you out of here," reassured Cynder, tears stinging her eyes as she tried to comfort the dragon who laid before her.

Her only response came in the form of a grunt from the guardians maw as his eyes slightly opened to see Cynder but soon closed again.

Cynder looked over her shoulder to see Dark Spyro constantly pummeling Syris, pushing him further and further into the cave wall with each strike. As Dark Spyro held back for a powerful punch, Syris grabbed his wrist and kicked with his hind legs, sending the shrouded dragon flying into the floor before pinning him as he sank his claws into Dark Spyro's shoulders.

"Looks like you failed Spyro," Smirked Syris as he continued to try and draw out Spyro's darkness, "you failed your Guardian and soon… you'll witness your wife's screaming as I plunge my tailblade into her heart."

"SHUT UP YOU BASTARD!" Dark Spyro let an ear deafening roar which hurled Syris back into the cave walls as he disappeared within the shadows once more. "NOBODY TOUCHES HER!" He shouted at the top of his lungs as he pelted Syris with a barrage of blows, even when Syris escaped into the shadows Dark Spyro managed to hit him with his full force.

"IMPOSSIBLE! How did you find me?!" Syris sneered as he looked at the fuming dragon before him.

"Threaten my mate and I'll make anything possible, EVEN YOUR DEATH!" Dark Spyro screamed as he unsheathed his claws and struck multiple wounds into the shadow dragons body.

"ENOUGH!" Syris roared as he commenced a comet dash and smashed into Dark Spyro, ramming him into the ground and causing him to cough up some blood due to the impact. He placed his paws on top of Dark Spyro's wrists and temporarily immobilized him. Syris raised his tailblade and pointed it straight for Dark Spyro's heart, a grin plastered on his face. "GOODBYE SAVIOUR OF AVALAR!" Syris cackled until a sudden burst of fire struck him and scolded his tail.

"Bullseye!"

Syris turned his head and was met with a red and pink dragon accompanied by a small dragonfly, "So these must be the pests that my soldiers couldn't capture," Syris noted as he continued to keep his grip on Dark Spyro.

"Hey tall, dark and creepy, why don't you come over here and see how you fair against me?!" Flame shouted as he crouched into an attacking position with his teeth bared and claws out.

"That's the best insult you got?" Chortled Syris, laughing at the three creatures that were supposed to be the purple dragon's salvation.

"I was gonna be nice, but you seem like one of those humourless annoying idiots so let's just get down to the fighting," Flame snickered as his eyes wandered over to Volteer and a deep growl resonated from his throat, "Ember, Sparx, Aurora go to Volteer and help Cynder."

Aurora's eyes latched onto Volteer, a short gasp left her before she sprinted off of Ember's back and ignored the crushing pain emanating from her hind leg. She reached Volteer and Cynder in a matter of moments before bursting into tears at the sight of her love.

"Oh ancestors, what has he done to you?" Gasped Aurora, tears making their appearance in her eyes as she placed a paw on Volteer's cheek.

"Au...ror...a," Volteer gasped, a weak but small smile came to his face even though his injuries were severe, "I'm… so..rry."

"What the hell for?"

"For… not be… ing able to… pro...tect you… like I… prom...ised," Volteer breathed as his eyes rolled back into his head and his breathing stopped.

"V-Volteer? VOLTEER!" Aurora screamed as she gently shaked him hoping to wake him up from his eternal slumber. "No, don't leave me. PLEASE!" Her body shook violently as tears streamed down her face and washed away some of the blood that had dried on Volteer's scales.

Aurora felt her entire world completely crash down around her and her heart break into several pieces. Her only reason for living was now gone, she had lost her light. She buried her head into Volteer's neck and began to sob uncontrollably as Cynder also began to cry over the fallen guardian.

"Please, please ancestors, bring him back," pleaded Aurora, her voice broken and soft.

Already the world seemed a lot less bright…

There we have it guys, the new chapter is up! There was a lot happening in this one.

CheetahLover: We are so sorry that this took so long to upload, we have both been extremely busy with school and haven't had much time to write.

Mystic: I think I actually cried while we wrote that last bit. Poor Aurora.

CheetahLover: Yeah, we put our favourite guardian and his girlfriend through so much.

Mystic: But is it over? You'll have to wait and see... We have had exams so it's great to get back in the swing of things and get back to writing.

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