Cynder trashed Spyro to the ground. Once there, Spyro noticed around him there was nothing but sea. They were on the white isle. Exactly where the demonic Spyro had been talking about. Cynder giving him a smack across the face ended his short investigation of the area.
"You monster! Ignitus is dying! How could you, the only one in the world who fully believed in you, he even believed in me! And now he's going to die! You disgust me!" she screeched into his face. Even though Spyro had almost doubled in size, she had a firm hold. "You tell me, and you tell me right now, what is it you're doing!" She was all but happy to see her friend. She had thought of plan after plan to work this out, but all had left her head as she saw him lying on the beach. Her fury had taken complete charge.
"I-I I'm not sure." Spyro said, giving her a light push off of him. "I just think that something may be wron-" Spyro felt pain surge through his body. Bad pain. Now, now, we mustn't tell others about me, shall we? It was the older Spyro contacting him. This little witch is regaining her trust in us, don't loose this advantage! Get the Chronicler's library and erase her from existence! Now, go!
"Spyro, are you alright?" Cynder asked. She sounded concerned.
"No, I just felt a bit of pain. As I was saying, something's wrong… in the library, we should hurry and check it out!" He said, urging her towards the semi-ruined temples. You disgust me, you know that? Spyro thought, hoping the demonic Spyro could hear him. As he led her to the center of the labyrinth of stonewalls and tunnels, he couldn't help but wonder if he was going to go through with it. Cynder and him were close, and they had been friends since she was free of the Dark Master. More negative pain struck him as he thought about the Dark Master. Cynder followed behind him carefully, and nervously. The fool, Demonic Spyro cut in, she has complete trust in us. She feels so safe, so protected, the fool. Remember Spyro, you have to break open the hourglass without spilling the sand, push both Cynder and her book into the center, and they'll be gone from our lives! Spyro just mentally agreed with him. There was no use fighting it. Angelic Spyro has no power and Demonic Spyro could take control of his actions if given a random burst of power.
"So, where exactly are we going?" Cynder said, nervously trailing behind Spyro. She huddled close to his side, which had some spikes, but she didn't seem to mind.
"To the library," Spyro said, "We mustn't make haste, something bad could happen." Spyro knew exactly what he had to do. And to do it, Cynder needed to be out of the way.