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Be warned that this one is the first of two entries that take place during the Dawn of the Dragon ending sequence so if you didn't complete that game yet and don't want to have the ending spoiled, don't read it!

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Spyro dies a lot in Legend of Spyro

Spyro saves the world and fails spectacularly!

"You fools! I am eternal!" bellowed the large purple dragon at the top of his lungs.

Despite the unbelievable amount of punishment that he had received, Malefor was still not giving in, the Dark Master continuing to get up time and time again regardless of the unprobable amount of damage both Spyro and Cynder had inflicted upon him.

Almost simultaneously, all three dragons gave in to their inner darkness, unleashing the full extend of their wrath upon one another.

BOOOOM!

As the Destruction Stream beams of all three dragons collided, a strange game of tug-o-war begun between the two younger reptiles and the larger one. On one side, the younger purple dragon and the black dragoness were pooling their strength together, Spyro's own dark power augmented by the corruption within Cynder's veins, finally put to good use as it materialized in the form of dark magic of her own. On the other side, the Dark Master was unleashing his own brand of destructive firepower, a positively oversized beam of black magic being directed toward the two.

The three streams of unholy power slammed against each others, massive shockwaves of purple power echoing inside of the deep abyss, the struggle's light show drawing shapes upon the reflective surface of the humongous Dark Gem over which the battle was taking place.

"Just... hang... on!" called Spyro as the struggle continued, no side seeming to be able to get the upper hand upon the other.

Malefor stared at his opponents intently, beginning to sweat. This couldn't be! He is the purple dragon, the wielder of darkness! He cannot lose to a microscopic shrimp and that traitorous female!

FWOOSH!

He was proven otherwise rather brutally as Malefor found himself with his inner mana finally exhausted. With no magical energy left to fuel the extremely magic-hungry Dark Power, the Destruction Stream died down almost instantly and with it, the protection it was bestowing him.

BAM!

The impact was deafening, both beams slamming into Malefor with such force that he was knocked out of the sky instantly, the larger purple dragon sent flying like some kind of rag doll.

SLAM!

Malefor landed painfully straight on his wings. He suppressed a cry of pain as he slided across the Dark Gem's smooth surface. That landing cannot be good for his poor, old aching back. Growing old sure sucks.

But he wasn't going to let some back pain and that little impact get to him! Oh no! He still have some fight left in him!

Despite being hit with the combined might of two life-denying Destruction Stream beams, Malefor slammed his hind legs into the Dark Gem's surface and quickly enough got back on his feet, glaring at the two dragons. Who cares if he exhausted his magic? As long as there is a speck of life left in him...

Huh?

Suddenly, before the three dragons' eyes, the Dark Gem came to life. Dozens of figures emerged from the crystal surface, their frames entire made of purple light, their pupil less eyes staring deep into Malefor's soul.

For the first time in a long time, Malefor's heart came to life, a shiver going down his spine. He stepped back, terror filling him for a reason he did not know...

"What is this?"

A smirk formed on the figures' faces as they stared at the purple dragon.

Spyro and Cynder watched as Malefor's face turned a funny color, the dragon stepping backward. They didn't know what was happening but it seemed that a silent conversation of some sort was taking place, one that the larger purple dragon wasn't liking at all.

Then, suddenly, the figures dived straight into his body. Malefor began to turn purple and quickly enough, he begun to sink into the Dark Gem, the crystal somehow absorbing him. As he felt himself sinking, Malefor screamed in pure terror.

"NOOOOOOOO!"

He couldn't even struggle. Within a second, the Dark Gem had swallowed him whole, putting an end to his life and absorbing his power, his Dark Power becoming one with the Dark Power of past purple dragons...

At this moment, the magical chain that had bound Spyro and Cynder up to now faded at the same time as its creator. Finally freed from their forced bond, the two dragons landed on top of the gem. Seems it was all over now...

... or maybe not. As soon as they landed, it begun to unleash its power. Large beams of destructive power were shot from every side of the gem, slamming into the innards of the planet. All around them, the rock and magma begun to fragment, the planet teared apart inside-out by the Dark Gem's power.

Before Spyro's and Cynder's very eyes, the Dark Gem, the Destroyer's true form, was devouring their world...

"This is it?" asked Cynder, looking around.

Spyro nodded. It seemed like it was so.

There was unease in the air. What was this Dark Gem? What happened to Malefor just now? Where are they?

Spyro frowned, feeling like gritting his teeth. There ought to be something he could do to prevent that oversized crystal from blasting the world to bits! He closed his eyes and tried to clear his mind, trying to think of something...

It was then that he remembered something that Ignitus told him many years ago...

"When a dragon dies, it does not truly leave this world. Its spirit remains, bonding itself with nature, giving hope for the future."

He wasn't sure why that particular part came up. How is knowing what happens to dragons when they die going to help him stop that gem or destroy it? It's not like he know of any attack that could possibly destroy it consdering how utterly HUGE it was!

Or maybe he's not thinking of it in the right way?

Cynder looked around frantically as Spyro just stood there, deep in thought. For some reason, the longer they stood there doing nothing, the more nervous she was. She had a baaaad feeling about this...

Spyro was truly out of ideas. He had the feeling he had to do something... but what?

Fwooosh!

Unfortunately for the two dragons, it seemed that Spyro took too long as the Dark Gem, at long last, finally noticed the presence of the duo on top of it. Instantly, a new dozen of purple phantom images appeared, the ghost dragons staring deep into the souls of the two. Feeling an overwhelming evil intrude into his mind, Spyro's eyes shot open and he turned to face the legion of ghostly images. It was now his turn to have a baaaad feeling about this.

Spyro tried to move but with blinding speed, the purple spirits slammed straight into him.

Overwhelming pain surged through all of his body. His eyes widened and his entire body became as lead, no longer responding to his mind's commands.

"SPYRO!!!"

Spyro spun around to see Cynder's head disappear underneath the black crystal surface.

"CYNDER-GRAARGLGLmmmph!"

Spyro tried to call to her... but his entire vision faded, his body sinking into the gem. With the last of his strength, he tried to get out, stretching his right paw toward the surface... but it was already too late.

As Spyro sunk beneath the Dark Gem's surface, the dragon imitating Malefor's sinking pose without realizing it, the last thoughts he would ever have flashed into his mind.

"Wow! I bet that thing can dissolve at least fifty times its weight in dragon meat!"

GAME OVER

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