Chapter Four: Rescue Attempt
As it turned out, Cynder was a good mile away, tracking Sora and gang by scent. Cynder bounded into a clearing. She closed her eyes, raised her snout into the air, and inhaled. Her eyes snapped open. She turned to her left and charged forward. Sora was so easy to track. Such a distinctive scent.
After a couple of minutes, Sora's scent had become notably stronger. She came to a stop. Sora was around the next bend. She dived into the bushes and followed the scent. She could now hear voices.
"I'm sorry, Sora! I could've sworn the cave was right there!"
"Well, it certainly isn't there now."
"Maybe we took a wrong turn," said Donald. The group began to backtrack.
Cynder watched Sora carefully from behind the bushes. She just needed an opening. Just for a second.
"Look!" shouted Goofy, pointing. The entire group turned their attention away from Cynder's hiding place. This was it. Now or never.
Cynder threw herself toward the Keyblade She opened her mouth, latched on as tightly as she could and she was off. Only you can wield it, eh? She couldn't help grinning. There was a flash of light and her jaws snapped Shut painfully on thin air. She skidded around to face Sora. Blue sparks danced around his outstretched hand and he was holding the Keyblade once more.
Sora gritted his teeth. "What are you doing?!" he shouted.
Cynder growled in response.
"Uh, guys?"
"Not now, Donald!"
Cynder threw herself at the Keyblade once more. Sora jumped out of harm's way, rolling back to his feet.
"Sora, you really aught ta' see this!" shouted Goofy.
Sora turned to Goofy. "What? What is it?"
Goofy pointed to the mouth of a cave. They could briefly see yellow eyes glittering from within before something shot out of it, heading straight toward Sora. Donald, Goofy and Sparx were knocked out of the way like bowling pins.
Cynder charged forward and around the giant Heartless currently exchanging blows with Sora. She couldn't care less about what happened to him.
Two poor Heartless standing by the mouth of the cave tried to stop her. Cynder lowered her head and charged through. The Heartless couldn't be hurt by her attack, however they couldn't slow her down either, let alone stop her.
She raised her head, continuing to run. Ahead of her, Spyro lay chained to the ground. Next to Spyro stood a huge Heartless sporting an executioner's ax. The Heartless lifted the ax into the air, and brought it back down, aiming for Spyro's neck. Cynder quickly analyzed the situation. She had only one choice. She threw herself into the ax's trajectory. There was a deafening crack. Cynder skidded across the ground, ramming head-on into a stone wall, and was instantly engulfed in a cloud of dust.