Welcome one and all to the Finale of The Violet Riddle. Last time, the identity of the second Purple Dragon was revealed, and it was Cynder. Bringing their might together, and after a surprisingly good kick from Langdon, our dual Purple Dragons took down the Sorcerer, knocking him out a window to his death. So let's not prolong the inevitable any longer, here we go.
(Our story picks up a few days after the Sorcerer's defeat, and we find ourselves back in the old Swamp Temple's Archive, where Langdon is looking at a series of scrolls at the very table where all this began, taking notes, while Spyro and Cynder speak to the remaining Guardians.)
Volteer: So, Cynder was the second Purple Dragon all this time?
Spyro: It was quite a surprise for all of us.
Terrador: How are you feeling, Cynder?
Cynder: (Clearly weakened) I've been better. It's been five days and it still takes most of my strength to just lift my head.
Spyro: Don't worry, Cynder. You'll recover in time. And until then, we're all here for you.
Cynder: (Looking at Spyro) Thanks, Spyro.
(As all of this happens, an icy blue dragon enters the scene, wearing robes very similar to Terrador and Volteer)
Cyril: Terribly sorry, flying conditions over the Ryoko have not been kind to me. Did I miss anything important?
Terrador: We'll get you caught up later, Cyril.
Cyril: Much appreciated.
(At this point, Volteer turns to Langdon, who has finished up his writing)
Volteer: Did you find what you needed, Professor?
Langdon: More than. There's enough material here to make a whole series of books!
Volteer: Well, for the roll you played in defeating the Sorcerer, feel free to come back here whenever you wish.
Langdon: Are you serious?
Terrador: We figured permanent archive access was the least we could do to reward you for your role.
Langdon: I'm... honored.
Terrador: You've earned it, Professor Langdon.
(Fast forward a few hours and we're back in Langdon's hotel room, where he's packing his bags as Spyro and Cynder watch on)
Spyro: It's a shame you didn't get to do much relaxing on this vacation, Professor.
Langdon: To be honest, the work was relaxing. Not like I planned on going to the beach or anything.
Cynder: Well, next time you're in town, look us up. We'll take care of everything.
Langdon: (Checks his famous Mickey Mouse watch) Well, I'd better get moving if I'm going to catch my plane.
Spyro: Best of luck with the book, Professor.
Cynder: And thank you, for everything.
Langdon: Hey, it's the least I could do.
Spyro: Safe travels, Robert Langdon.
Cynder: And may the Ancestors look after you.
Langdon: (Knowing exactly what to say) May they look after us all.
(And with a smile from Spyro and Cynder, Langdon is off. And just as he leaves the hotel, we transition back to his office at Harvard, where Langdon sits at his laptop, putting the finishing touches on his first book. And as he finishes it off, we see the section he just finished off, a dedication page. It reads in this fashion:)
"This book is dedicated to Spyro and Cynder, the dual Purple Dragons from whom I have learned so much. May the Ancestors look after them, and all of us"
(Satisfied with his draft, he emails it to his publisher and closes his laptop, before turning to the papers he meant to grade before leaving, and finally tucks into that, as our story ends)
And that's the end of The Violet Riddle. I'm not quite sure I captured Dan Brown's particular style, or the character of Robert Langdon that well. But no die-hards of either the books or the movies have complained as of me writing this, so I'm going to assume I did pretty good. I'll be honest, I'm kind of sad to see this one go. Coming up with the interactions between dragon and human society, though few appeared in this story, was honestly one of the best parts. Maybe I'll go in depth on that someday. Not likely for a while though. So, as Langdon finally gets to grading papers, this is Dragon of Mystery, signing out.