To be keep this chapters ongoing, I'm going to try to keep these chapters short as much as possible. So this may be the last chapter of Cynder with the other dragons or there may be another regarding what happens in the Dragon Realms. Don't really need to cover the things in Warfang because it's mostly inhabited by moles and they are inside their houses, not wanting to do with the outside world mostly that Malefor has taken over.

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Cynder flew back to Warfang and ran into the under taverns where the dragons and the rebels are hiding out. Cho-Lei, Flashwing, Sunburn and the four Dragon Guardians were all hiding. Hunter and about a dozen of cheetahs including their chief Prowlus were waiting for her. Hunter and the Hermit were not among them.

Before going into the entrance, she looked around to see if anyone had followed her. She turned back quickly and the door closed behind her.

As she gazed into the taverns, she looked onto an endless bridge of sick, ill, battle-beaten cheetahs, dragons, mole warriors, and some young. There was bad infection everywhere like a deadly plague had obliterated an entire colony of life.

"What goes on?" asked Cho-Lei.

"Malefor was going to make me his queen," Cynder grunted.

"WHAT!" a thousand voices shouted.

"Yes, a queen. He was going to make me his queen. It seems he no longer wanted you, Queen Cho-Lei. He wouldn't listen to our needs. Our pathetic excuse of a king isn't doing anything as a king. We need to stand up against him."

"Are you kidding, Cynder?" complained Flashwing. "He is a Purple Dragon. Only one with the same power as him could only beat him. We need someone that is equally powerful as him. We need a Purple Dragon. We need Spyro."

The name Spyro had struck Cynder's heart. Spyro, the son of king Igintus and the rightful heir to the throne, was believed to be dead with his father. Upon hearing the news of hearing of their suppose deaths, Cynder tried so desperately to believe that Spyro was indeed alive and well. She would do almost anything to see her friend again alive and strong.

I know he is alive and he is somewhere out there, she thought. I know it.

Cynder looked at Cho-Lei and at the Dragon Guardians. Cynder then turned towards her friends.

"If we can't stand a chance against Malefor, then I will find someone that will."

"You mean you're—" said Flashwing.

"Leaving," said Cynder and walked towards the taverns exit. "I'm going to find someone else to fight Malefor."

"But, Cynder, Malefor chose you to be his queen," stated Sunburn.

"Let him try," said Cynder, not stopping. "I'd rather die trying to kill him than to serve him and I won't become a queen slave. I will find someone that will."

No one seemed to be stopping her from exiting the taverns.

But for a quick sec, Cynder turned her head and offered: "Anyone want to come?"

They blinked widely.

"Then I will go alone on this." Cynder continued her way down the bridge.

"Not alone you're not," said Sunburn, running up to her. "You'll not be traveling on your own. You'll need some protection from the Apes and Malefor's wrath."

"You'll dye," stated Cynder, continuing walking.

"Hey, I'm half phoenix. If I die, then I burst into flames and will be reborn from the ashes. My own power will be enough for you to leave the borders of the realms and beyond if we're not discovered by then."

"Very well then, Sunburn. Let's get going and leave already."

Cynder flapped her wings and took off and Sunburn followed from behind. They followed the bridge all the way down to the taverns. There was a big hole big enough for a Gollum to enter. As they exited the taverns, they saw the horizon pitch black.

The sky was dull and starless, not a single star sparkled. It was like the stars had faded away like a waterfall that lost all of its water.

Cynder and Sunburn flew softly into the night and went into the starless night and away from the Dragon Realms.