Chapter Seven
She awoke in a room the Guardians gathered around her waiting for her to wake up.
"Cynder are you alright?" Terrador being the first to ask.
"I think I'm okay my head hurts a bit." Cynder replied grunting as a short wave of pain shot through her head.
"That's probably from the extreme mental force pushing on your mind, most side effects include dizziness, nausea, and from little to extreme headaches..." Volteer continued speaking even after Cyril addressed her.
"How about we let her rest for a bit?" The guardians started arguing on the best way to take care of her, Cynder remembering her dream or vision spoke over them.
"We need to head to the fallen temple." The Guardians stared at her.
"How do you know about the temple?"
"The person I talked to before I was knocked out wasn't Spyro and..." She paused before deciding to lie about her dream.
"And I heard him say something about a fallen temple I thought would know?"
"The temple that Malefor took expecting victory crashed to the ground after you both saved the planet, therefore it being dubbed The Fallen Temple."
"We sent people to see the damage but...they never returned."
"Well I need to head there before it's too late."
"I'm sorry but based on your condition traveling there would most likely kill you you need to rest and... and..." Volteer was cut off by Terrador.
"You need more rest and that's the end of story, you will stay until you have more energy." Cynder opened her mouth to protest but seeing no way around staying she gave in.
"You're right I think a couple of days will do me good it's far away right." Terrador shocked spoke.
"Yes."
"Well then please let get some rest" The Guardians dumbfounded and expecting more fight from her left the room. She waited for awhile before sneaking out of bed and sett the pillows she had been resting her head on under the blankets in the shape of a sleeping dragon before sneaking out of the room into the night.
She remembered the chaos the death the insanity she remembered her goal as the other preserved her in amber. "Stop HIM, we may die but stop HIM."
"Who?" She asked.
"Fury." She awoke.