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Chapter 9
Cynder ran over to where Spyro lay she tried furiously to wake him up. Little did she know someone else was in the temple with her, behind where Fury had been standing was a smaller younger version of Fury. He lay asleep when he was awoken by Cynder's shouts, he opened his eyes and got to his feet and stumbled toward the sound. He remembered the amount of strength he had used to keep Fury from knowing he had contacted Cynder he fell closer to the noise hoping that Cynder had heard, she had.
"Who's there?" her voice was thick from her sobs of grief. He tried to call out but couldn't find his voice, he heard her get up and her steps grew near he heard her gasp then he fell into darkness.
Cynder hesitated helping the dragon she had found, the dragon looked similar to the larger dragon who had just been here. But there was something that told her he was different then the other one. She decided to help this dragon wanting answers to why Spyro was dead, she sobbed at the thought. The dragon stirred and lifted his head "w.w..water" his head fell to the ground. Cynder went outside finding the mold was gone and there was a clear pool of water where a big chunk of mold had been. Cynder went back inside to where the dragon was and used her wind power to lift him to the pool of water.
She shook him and his eyes slowly opened she showed him the water. When he saw the water he put his muzzle in the water taking big laps. His voice returned to him.
"thank you." He got to his feet.
"What's happening here?" Cynder asked him.
"Spyro first." He managed to barely get out.
"He isn't dead how..."
"Doesn't have time." He stumbled as fast as he could toward the temple.
That's the end of chapter nine ha you thought you were going to get more not yet my next post will come out soon.