Second to last chapter! I hope you enjoy as I begin to finish this story. Sorry for the delay and the shortness of the chapter. Please R&R people, I love to hear your feed back.
Chapter 12: One Step Closer
Grex flew with maddening speed southwards towards his adversary. He knew where Spyro and Cynder would be. Despite being possessed by a demon that was characteristically different from the rest of its kind, Death like all demon felt safe in ruins. The Ruins of Warfang would be the place of choice. It was vast enough that they could evade him with ease. The memory of the place would keep away any commoner that saw it.
It was not long before he reached the destroyed city. Grex landed at the highest point of the city, the Temple of Warfang. This was a placed that was surrounded by defenses and chokepoints making this the safest place in the entire city and undoubtedly where Spyro and Cynder would reside.
A strange feeling made Grex concerned. He felt the presence of only one not two as he earlier believed. Either Spyro or Cynder were absent.
"I truly hope Cynder is gone," Grex thought, "It will be hard enough to kill Spyro but Cynder as well will be a challenge."
Grex cautiously entered the courtyard of the temple. He didn't bother to search the courtyard with his eyes but relied on his darker sense. He felt no direct presence in courtyard and decided to push on.
Grex entered the temple itself finding it in complete ruins. The once wondrous interior was replaced by dust and debris. The floor was covered by pieces of the now almost nonexistent ceiling. Grex snaked his way through the chunks of large rock and fallen pillars until he found an archway with the doors cracked open.
Grex sensed the darkness that laid in that direction and knew that Spyro or Cynder were behind it. Grex steadied himself and prepared for the battle that would ensue. Grex gathered together his power as he passed through the threshold of the room. Upon entering he noticed that this room was in the same condition as the previous room.
Grex continued to scan the room for his enemy. He made his way around the debris and rubble until a purple flash caught his attention. It was good that he noticed this and if he had not his head would have connected with a beam of Convexity energy. The beam crashed into the large chunk of debris next to him throwing up dust as the beam ate through the stone.
The dust clouded his vision and he cursed, "Damn you Spyro. Your powers will not spare you from must happen."
A higher pitched voice that was distorted responded, "Spyro isn't here, it's just me."
The dust finally cleared and Grex saw who it was. He recognized the figure of the body, but not the color.
"Cynder?" Grex asked doubting that he was seeing correctly.
"I see that I still resemble something of my former appearance," Cynder replied.
"How did your scales change colors?" Grex questioned.
"You'll have to thank Spyro for that gift," Cynder replied, "After the Chronicler and Malefor died Spyro and myself gained great abilities and one such ability was to turn me into a purple dragon through the power of Convexity."
"I have no intention of fight you Cynder," Grex stated, "I'm here for Spyro and the demon within you."
"Come and get it if you can," Cynder growled.
Grex quickly unleashed a beam of dark energy at Cynder who avoided the deadly attack and countered by diving at him. Grex was unable to avoid the strike that she issued and her horns entered his form.
Grex growled and flailed about throwing her off of him. The pain vanished as soon as the horns left his body. He gazed down at himself and noticed that the shadowy form which he recently acquired displayed the wound but swiftly reformed over the area.
Cynder furrowed her eye ridges in frustration and fired off another beam of Convexity which caught the unwary Grex on his left upper hind leg and lower back, ripping through his form. He roared in pain at the injury but found the pain to fade away soon after and both of them watched as his shadowy form again covered the area as if he was never injured.
Cynder growled angrily and let loose two more beams, one ripping through this chest and the other through his neck. Again the pain came and again the should be fatal wounds where healed.
Cynder leapt at him again and thrust her tail blade through his form. Grex's shadowy form dissolved into a mist that formed itself next to her tail which had just pierced him.
Cynder was baffled by this and swung her tail using her blade to cut through him just to have the same event repeat itself. After several more attempts to slay Grex she backed away from him. Grex reached into his power just as he had done not too long ago and the shadows that made up his form started to leave his form and began to advance towards Cynder.
Cynder watched the mass of shadows move towards her, unsure of what it would do to her. She spent too long wondering and found herself nearly engulfed and at the last second struggled to get free but only found failure and the stoic stillness of death.
Grex focused solely on taking Cynder's soul and the portion of the demon he sought. The darkness held it firmly and dragged the soul and power into Grex's very being. Grex's roar of victory was great indeed as it could be heard from a good distance away. Grex felt his power and strength increase by great amounts.
Grex began to laugh as the shadows finished returning to his body, "Thank you Cynder, this is more than enough strength to kill Spyro and secure that damn rogue that has escaped me for so long."
Grex felt the air grow heavy with rage and anger, his darker sense picked up an extremely dark presence growing close to the ruins of Warfang.
He smiled, "Spyro."
The presence slowly grew stronger and stronger until Spyro himself crashed through the great doors of the chamber and landed his eyes fully lit with the powers of Convexity.
"Grex you bastard!" Spyro roared, "You killed her!"
Spyro quickly unleashed a powerful blast of Convexity energy that ripped through Grex's form which dissipated into the air. Spyro's face showed the signs of achieving some great vengeance.
Grex's form reappeared seconds later stealing Spyro's feeling of avenging Cynder as Grex said, "So it comes to this does it?"