the legend of spyro rivalry of gods

by convexity blast

With Malefor imprisoned in the realms' core and his forces scattered, the realms are the safest they have in over a thousand years. To keep the peace, Spyro and Cynder are purified prematurely by the mysterious crystal-of-eighteen-sides, but this goes far from according to plan. can they and their new allies defeat a powerful new empire birthed by old foes to again save the Realms?

13. Chapter 13: imprisoned

Chapter 13: imprisoned

Spyro regained consciousness only to find himself suspended in mid-air by two cast iron chains. Immediately realising that he could not turn his head in any direction thanks to a steel movement restriction collar, he shifted his centre of gravity in order to allow himself some movement, he drew his concealed weapon in one swift movement and severed the chain attached to his right arm.

Preventing himself from smashing into the wall to his left by using his legs, the purple dragon severed the other chain and dropped to the wooden floor, landing perfectly. Resheathing his weapon, he paced up and down the wall that had moments ago been to his right. Finding the absolute weak point in the two-inch thick wooden boards, he marked it with his sword before taking six large paces backward.

Charging the wall with his right shoulder, he tensed as he hit the woodwork. There was a loud crack. Spyro suddenly felt agonising pain as his shoulder clicked out of its socket and then back in again.

"What the hell did they use to make this wall? Screw this…"

Walking over to the steel bar cell door, he leaned down and prized off his movement restriction collar. Discarding it, he went back across the cell to the weak point he had marked. Spin-kicking it twice, he head-butted the wall four times before afterward charging at it with his good shoulder. Hearing it crack instead of him, the dragon threw his most powerful punch in the perfect spot, falling straight through the now broken boards and landing on his face.

Picking himself up off of the floor, his eyes met with Cynder's at the exact moment that she finished slipping the lock on her own collar. Dusting himself off, he was startled as he received a passionate embrace from Cynder the moment he looked up again. Holding each other tight, they allowed themselves to be engulfed by the sheer emotion of the moment.

"Thank god you're alright. What the fuck did that bitch do to you?" said Cynder, squeezing him tighter as a tear rolled down her cheek.

"I have no idea, but if she kept us alive because of it, it must be important. I couldn't let her hurt you." Spyro replied to his partner.

Sinking down next to each other in the nearest corner, the pair stared deep into each other's eyes.

"So what do we do?" asked the black dragoness telepathically.

"I have an idea," Replied Spyro, half smiling. "If we patch that wall up, but not very well, and remove my chains from the other room, then who's to say we weren't meant to be in the same cell anyway?"

"Indeed… and with two of us covering each other and no patrols at night, I bet we'd be out of here in no time." Added Cynder, standing up again as Spyro did the same.

The pair smiled at each other and set to work.