Spyro's vision became clear once more and he sat up. The room was chilly once more, but something unusual had happened. The room had a different quality to it. Everything looked the same, but the way he looked at it felt different.
"I'm telling you, he's over here!" Sparx yelled from the entrance to the door. He had apparently gotten Ignitus to come and help. Ignitus was moving at a hurried pace but he was still pretty slow. Spyro sat up now. It hit him what was different. His vision was now three times sharper.
"Spyro, are you alright?" Ignitus asked through breaths of air.
"Well I-" Spyro stopped. He heard himself say: "Nothing's wrong. What's Sparx talking about? I just decided to sleep a little longer." He then had control of his speech again. Spyro was so shocked and nervous, he said nothing more. Ignitus gave Sparx a sharp glance, then walked away without saying another word.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa. What the heck was that? You. Passed out. On the floor. I go to get help. You say nothing happened. What was that?" Sparx was buzzing around in the air, blinding Spyro with sparkling bits of dust.
"STOP FLUTERING AROUND YOU WRETCH. YOU'RE HURTING MY EYES." Spyro barked loudly. Sparx was so taken aback by this sudden outburst he cowered in fear.
"Alright. You do whatever you need to do. I gotta… go… somewhere…" He said buzzing out the door as fast as possible.
"Spyro, what's wrong with you?" Cynder said as she entered the door. Her face had a mixture of shock and fear on it. "You're being really irritable and cruel to everyone." She said.
"I'm irritable? You're one to talk Miss assistant-to-the-dark-master-of-doom!" He spat back.
"None of that was my fault! And personally, you're being a bigger jerk than the dark master could ever hop to be!" Her eyes were like fire blazing across the plains. This was an argument she didn't plan on losing.
"Sure, compare me to him! Its always Dark master was like this! He acted like that! Why don't you go back where you belong! Go serve some fool trying to take over the world!" his voice made loud echoes in the room and down the hall. Cynder turned away and left without another word, just as Ignitus did.
Spyro was in solitude for a few hours. He stared at the ceiling asking himself questions. Why did he holler at Sparx like that? What was with the sudden anger when Cynder mentioned the Dark Master? Why couldn't he control what he was saying when talking to Ignitus? Everything felt so confusing to him. Spyro decided to head to his secret rooftop hideaway. Carefully making sure no one was looking, he used his claws to scale the wall to get to the hole in the ceiling. Once through, he glided across to the treetops and headed to the other side of the temple. Once there, he deeply inhaled the morning mist. Since no one was around, he decided to try his power again. Spyro doubted he could control minds like Cynder said, but it was worth a shot. Volteer… Volteer… I am commanding you to head outside and cause a lightning strike. He waited. Nothing happened, but after a few minutes a large strike of lighting almost hit Spyro. His eyes grew wide in awe. Cynder was right. Spyro had the ability to take over people's minds and make them do whatever he wanted.
Volteer had apparently regained control of his won actions and was panicking. He could be heard from the rooftop. Soon, the other elders and Cynder could be heard talking, too. Spyro listened carefully. They began speak in tones so low; it became hard to hear them. He tried to listen for another five minutes, with no luck. Spyro turned back the room. He understood Cynder's feeling about what was happening to him. He wanted to know his fate, but it seemed to be impossible.
"My fears have been confirmed," Ignitus said to the other three elders and Cynder "Spyro has indeed gained several new abilities not meant for a dragon his age, or any age for that matter, to have. The same thing had happened to the dark master. He'll become more irritable, gain new powers, and then finally transform into a full-fledged villain. He may challenge the powers of those thought to be stronger. He must be disciplined with these new powers and kept under constant watch. Understood?"
"Yes." Everyone answered at once. That was the only thing left to say. Spyro could possibly crush them all underneath his very might. Spyro, the friendly dragon who risked his own life to save all of theirs. It seemed like a never-ending nightmare. Cynder turned back the same stars she stared at when this whole ordeal had started and closed her eyes. Spyro, what's happening to you?