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Chapter 3
Spyro limped down the hall as every pain both physical and mental threatened to overwhelm him. He staved off the urge to cry and break everything in front of him. Ember had done a good job of bandaging a lot of his wounds but there were still some left untreated. He reached the High elders main bedroom and called, "High Elder Zeltor, I request an audience." There was an immense amount of swearing from behind the door and a second later it was thrown open.
The High Elder was stunned at the sight of so many wounds that he was temporarily lost for words. His speech returned quickly and he said, "What manner of business is so important that you have to drag yourself up here in such a shape?" Spyro shook his head and said, "There's no time for an explanation, I need you to assemble all of the elders, now." The elder shook his head in turn and said, "I'm afraid I can't do that the others had plans." Spyro punched the wall so hard that it a bit of it gave way and fell to the floor. Although his outward appearance was calm, the elder felt his rage rolling off him like a poisonous fume. The elder was not named in fact he actually was quite young for his title and he was not afraid of Spyro.
But all the same he asked him, "What is troubling you Spyro? I have never seen you this angry." Spyro fought back the urge to scream at him but suddenly he couldn't help it. He roared out with grief and began to sob screaming at the top of his voice. He screamed, "Everything is bothering me! My wife and daughter have been kidnapped as well as Ember's son! My archenemy and older brother, Lethek has come back from the dead and destroyed my family as well as turned my wife evil once again!" Spyro broke into tears which was the final moving point for Zeltor.
He turned and marched into his room and wakened his familiar with instructions to sound the meeting bells with the pattern of urgency. He turned and donned the outfit of the council High Elder. Spyro stopped his tears as he heard the only comforting sound to him, the sound of the bells, of action. Zeltor marched past Spyro who followed him as quickly as he could, slowed mainly by his injuries. The Elder threw the door of the meeting room open and took his seat in the middle of the room while Spyro took his seat in the middle of the room. Not long after the remaining five members of the council arrived.
The council consisted of six of the most powerful dragons of the day, all of them where sorcerers of some particular skill. The Elders where as follows as they entered the room, the first to enter apart from the High Elder, was the dragon who was called Dagmerso, sorcerer of physical spells. Next was the sorceress of the weather, Lorsen, and then came Jemgar of the Earth, Master of earth magics. Moras'me manipulator of the forces of gravity who floated rather than walk to show his power. Next was, Alorna sorceress of beauty and manipulator of the mind. Last was the High elder himself, Zeltor the Summoner. They all took there places around the walls in their individual seats. Everyone noticed Spyro's wounds but none said anything at all; the High Elder always spoke first.
So he did, "Everyone we have a great tragedy that has occurred under us but for the reason of this gathering I shall let Spyro explain." Spyro took a deep breath and began with his first encounter with Lethek. When he reached the part about his relation to Lethek everyone burst out in anger, everyone that is except Zeltor. Alorna demanded, "What do you mean by this!? Your brother, if this be true then what are you doing among us!?" Everyone except Zeltor agreed a stared at Spyro as if expecting him to become as dangerous as Lethek.
He held up his paw and called to the assembled council, "I am nothing like my brother I have fought and killed him once but he is powerful and has found a way back from death. Now that he is back he has…" He didn't get a chance to finish for Moras'me halted him and said, "You lie it is not possible for the dead to live again." All agreed except Zeltor as usual. Spyro opened his mouth to answer but before he could the door behind him was thrown open. A single dragon walked over the threshold and gazed at the assembled group. Zeltor glared at this intrusion and said, "How dare you interrupt these proceedings."
The dragon walked over next Spyro and spoke to the assembled group, "Why do you not believe Spyro if it will help I will personally support his claim." Spyro's heart skipped a beat he knew that voice, he turned and faced to council and said, "I present to you living prove that they can come back from the dead." He turned to the dragon who nodded at him and lowered her hood. Her face was beautiful in every way from the shine of her silver eyes to the silver glow of her horns. She looked at the group and said, "It is strange that you don't even believe your champion." She turned to Spyro who hugged her tightly glad of the comfort it brought him. She sighed and said, "I missed you so much."
Alorna yelled down, "We demand an explanation now, otherwise be gone from here!" Everyone nodded and the silver dragon turned back to the council. She glared at them and said, "I am Raelin, Spyro's mother who has been dead for the past thirty years." Everyone looked shocked at this bit of information and of them none believed her. Zeltor stood and said, "If you are his mother back from the dead then shows us how you died then maybe I'll believe you."
Raelin sighed again and unbuttoned her cloak and let it fall. Everyone gasped for on her breast was a burning black scar that emitted an evil light. She spoke to the group, "This is the mark of where my first son struck at me, His blade pierced my heart and it still causes me pain. It will not be still until Lethek is vanquished yet again. He has come back in revenge I have come back to help." All of the council members nodded and began to talk among themselves. Spyro looked at his mothers wound and she noticed, she concentrated for a moment and it vanished. He back at her face and she said, "Spyro this is not something you need to worry about, focus on rescuing my daughter-in-law and my grandchild."
Spyro nodded and looked back at the Elders as they became silent. Zeltor looked at the two dragons that stood before him and said, "We have come to a decision and have decided to support you on your journey. We will supply you with what ever you need and we will allow you to take anyone else to help." Spyro nodded and turned to leave his mother picked up her cloak and followed him. He knew what needed to be done and nothing was going to stop him. He had a lot of planning to do but he knew that time was of the essence.