Chapter 37-(The Darkest Hour)
It wasn't before long that they reached the Temple. Mark brought them all to the temple by teleportation. The Dark Army were standing around the Temple. They all turned and saw Spyro, Elva, Godith, Cynder, and Mark preparing to battle. Mark raised his hand and summoned his Fire Sword. He muttered some words and the Fire Sword started to spin fast and then in a bright flash that stunned everyone, it turned into a bloody red metal fire. The sword itself was bigger. Much more hotter, sharper and more evil. The Dark Army charged at them. Mark raised his sword and brought it down into the ground. A mighty crack was heard and the ground started to break. Everyone was shaking, steam spewed out from underground. Lava rose and started pouring out melting the Dark Army away. Screams arose and millions of bodies were incinerated. The lava made its way around and surrounded the Temple. A small strip of land was left alone. "Go, I will meet you guys soon." said Mark. Spyro was confused "But-" "GO NOW!!" yelled Mark. Spyro looked into Mark's eyes and saw his eyes turn into dragon eyes. Spyro felt a nudge from Godith and they all went to the Temple entrance. Mark was left behind, transforming.
As Spyro, Elva, Godith and Cynder entered the temple, they encountered more of the Dark Army. "Warn the Dark Master!!" shouted one of the apes. A few of the apes left to go tell the Dark Master about them. 'This is where it gets tricky.' thought Spyro. The Dark Army gathered around them and attacked. Godith was slashing, stabbing, ripping off enemies heads. Elva was also slashing and stabbing. She used a few of her light spells that made the enemies go blind. Cynder was casting out her spells. She then used her move Mind Control and managed to control most of the enemies mind. Making them kill each other. After all the apes killed each other, the rest retreated to the Dark Master. Spyro and the others rushed after them. 'It will end. This is where it all ends. I will get my father back and kill the Dark Master.' thought Spyro. They ran and found the Dark Army give up their lives for the Dark Master's strength. As his strength grew, so did his size. He got bigger and bigger. He didn't stop growing. The Dark Master smashed through the roof and got bigger. He was the size of the Palace that they lived in when he finally stopped. The Dark Master was huge. Bigger and more powerful then any of them imagined. It was surely going to be one hell of a fight.