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?

26. Chapter 26: selfpromised vengeance

Chapter 26: self-promised vengeance

Spyro and Cynder could not tell if they were alive, dead, awake or asleep but from their sensing of the touch of both one another and the soft earth beneath their feet.

Holding Cynder's hand with his own left one so as to ensure that he knew her location inside their living wooden prison, the purple dragon drew his sword from underneath his wing and began to use the titanium blade to hack at the tree directly in front of them with his right hand. Having roughly carved the outline of a triangle big enough for him, Cynder or Darkspyro to fit through, Spyro now sheathed his sword and rammed into the wood with his shoulder until it popped free of the rest of the tree onto the rest of the clearing outside.

As the unconscious Darkspyro was being extracted from within the depths of the living wooden structure, Cynder stepped out into the clearing fully and allowed herself a moment to get used to the light. Once her eyes were in full focus, she took in the air and shed a solitary tear as she contemplated the loss of the egg that had contained an amalgam of her and Spyro. It was a given that the dragon chick would be infected with darkness and turned against them rather than killed. With both this and Roaran's death in mind, she swore to herself that she would have vengeance.

With the tear wiped from her cheek and Darkspyro retrieved, the two conscious dragons headed in the direction they had spotted a stream whilst still in flight. Once there, Darkspyro was rested against a tree a few yards away from the stream's bank whilst the other members of their trio took a moment to assess the situation.

"Right, what don't we have?" Spyro asked Cynder. The black dragoness shook her head. "Excluding your sword, everything. All our possessions were on the ship, including the bags from before we were taken there. If we're prioritising, we need food enough for two ordinary meals, at least one gem between us to refuel our energies and one to heal our wounds. Following that I'd say we'll need quarter of an hour to let the food go down and get our bearings, but with all these needs satisfied I believe there is enough daylight for us to make it back to the temple before sunset."

With their situation clarified, Spyro went into the forest to search for food whilst Cynder went about using her mind to locate the health and magic regenerating gems that they needed, simultaneously considering the best way to wake Darkspyro from his unconscious slumber.

After a short while, Cynder cupped a handful of water from the stream into her palms and splashed it over Darkspyro's face to wake him up, before sending him to retrieve the gems she had successfully located as Spyro returned carrying a stout three-tusked boar on his shoulders. After the gutting of the animal and Darkspyro's return, the trio roasted the meat over their fire (instantaneously lit by Spyro once he had refuelled his magic reserves) whilst replenishing their magic energy stores and healing their wounds with the gems, Cynder now flew above the canopy to get their bearings before Spyro served their feast of pork.

Once they had allowed themselves a quarter hour to digest the meal, the three of them finished absorbing the gems' energies and set off in the direction Cynder had devised, taking flight from a clearing with a better updraft a few hundred yards from their position at the stream's side. As the trio took flight, Darkspyro half-smiled, sensing that neither of his friends had the intention of staying at the temple for long.