Hi everyone, finally I managed to publish this new chapter. As always I hope you'll enjoy it.
-Azotac
The next morning a mole came to wake the wind drake in order to meet the guardians as they planned the evening before. He was brought back to the main hall where there were Volteer, Cyril and a cheetah with a great falcon perched on his right shoulder, waiting for him. They briefly introduced and Cirrus began to tell about the settlement he came from. He told them that his city was called Seascale, as it was actually situated inside a spent volcano, on a island less than two kilometres from the coast and its because of this that the settlement remained practically inviolated by the war since the first group of refugees discovered it thirty or so years before. The others were fascinated by the description of the messenger, marvelling the strong will of those dragons that founded the city. This renewed the will of the guardians to reconnect with their lost brethren, but before they could begin to write the letter, the third elder joined them.
"Spyro will come, with other five dragons. We fixed the departure date in seven days."Announced Terrador. Cirrus nodded to the Guardian.
Eventually, in less than an hour, they managed to write the message and send it towards its destination.
As the wind dragon watched the falcon move away in the clouds, he turned towards the cheetah with an inquisitive gaze.
"You're sure he's going to find the right way?"He asked.
"My falcons have a great eye when it's about dragons. I trained them to look for the ones of your race when the guardians hired me to look for the purple dragon. If the direction is correct he won't miss your settlement."Assured Hunter proudly.
"Wow…"Stated Cirrus, dumbfounded.
Almost two hours earlier…
Terrador was walking along Spyro and Cynder's corridor when he stopped in front of the two doors. He leaned towards Spyro's and giggled as he heard a light snore then knocked at the door and sat on his haunches waiting for him to open.
A minute later the door opened, revealing the purple dragon with beady eyes. Terrador smiled at the youngster, which fortunately was getting better by the day. The green gems were helping significantly his magical recovery, as he now was able to expel all of his elements even if not a his former power. Terrador knew that it will took him some other time in order to be back in full strength, yet he was very confident and his steady and fast recovery was an excellent signal. This was also one of the main reasons that made him decide to let the young dragon face this new journey he was about to propose him.
"Good morning young dragon, how are you feeling?"Asked the earth elder.
"A bit sleepy, but apart that mostly good."Answered Spyro before yawning.
"Very well, I came to talk with both you and Cynder about a proposal. Should we wake her too?"He asked.
"No need to." Came a feminine voice from the same room. Few seconds later Cynder joined Spyro's side at the door. Terrador smiled at the couple.
"Good morning Cynder. So as I was telling Spyro, I came here with a proposal for you two."He began.
"Yesterday a messenger came from a new settlement and its elders invited you, Spyro, and whoever you wish to bring, to visit the city."He continued.
"Of course if you don't want to go, we will send send our-"
"When do we leave?"Interrupted Spyro. Terrador watched him a bit stunned.
"Well, the suitable date would be in seven days or so, since you still need to completely recover." Spyro tried to argue, but then stopped and nodded in acceptance. He then turned to Cynder.
"We should ask to our friends if they would like to come."He proposed.
"If you want, I can send a couple of guards to inform them."Offered Terrador.
"That would be great."Replied Cynder.
"Now I only need to tell about this to-"The purple dragon was interrupted by a familiar voice shouting from Cynder's room.
"What the heck is going on here?"Asked Sparx, clearly irritated.
"Can't you dragons go away and talk about your boring things away from this corridor?"
Spyro giggled, knowing how his brother was like if weaken badly, while Terrador narrowed his eyes at the annoying insect.
"Hey Sparx, next week we are leaving to a new dragon city. Wanna come with us?"Proposed the purple dragon. Sparx stood deadly silent for a couple of seconds.
"Man, I don't even know what I'm gonna do today…"He said by circling around his brother's head.
"Anyway I'm in."He stated, finally dropping on one of his horns.
"Very well, we will inform your friends as soon as possible. I also suggest that you get accompanied by one of us guardians, in case the new city's elders would like to deal with the political side of the meeting."
"That's ok, who of you will be coming with us?"Asked curiously Spyro.
"Well…"
One week later…
"This is stupendous, incredible, utterly amazing!" Exclaimed Volteer with his usual chatty voice as he walked back and forth the square before the temple. With him there were Spyro, Cynder and their three friends, along with Sparx and Cirrus whose eyes were bouncing between the yellow guardian and the violet youngster sitting few metres in front of him. Finally the wind dragon fixed his gaze on Spyro, studying his figure, since it was the very first time that he saw him. He had to admit that he remained a little disappointed. He always heard stories about the mightiness of the purple ones, the most rare and powerful species of their kind. Yet the dragon before him was barely half his size and didn't seemed all that powerful as he was told. Upon fine inspection he noticed the presence of several jagged scars running across his chest, partially covered by the straps of the provision bag he was carrying.
"Those should be the injuries that Master Terrador spoke about the last week."He said losing himself in his thoughts. He pitied the young dragon, sure that whatever caused those marks, caused also great pain. In addition now he felt angry at himself, for thinking low of the hero who has saved all the planet. The fact that he recovered from those injuries demonstrated that he was indeed a strong dragon, cable to withstand great deal of suffering without breaking up. Maybe that's what permitted him to defeat the Dark Master.
"Cirrus?"Soon a voice called him. The wind dragon shook his head to regain focus on the real world. He didn't noticed that the purple dragon was now sitting directly in front of him, with his friends at his side. The adult widened his eyes and bowed instantly his head.
"Master Spyro, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, as well with your friends."
"Ours too, but please just Spyro its fine." He then turned to face his partner and nodded. Soon all of his friends presented to the adult wind dragon. He bowed to each one of them, before being interrupted by the Electricity Guardian.
"So, dear Cirrus what's the route we're going to take in order to undertake our terrific and exciting journey?"Questioned the elder.
"Well, I came from west, trough the mountain chain and across the Avalar Valley. If we travel fast we can reach it by sundown."
"Oh there's no need to hurry, we can use the forbidden tunnel and get there in just a couple of hours, then we can take the sky."Replied Volteer.
"Ah, I didn't know about it."
"Nor you should, since it's secret and of course forbidden."Said the guardian grinning.
"But don't worry, us guardians are authorised to use it at our liking. "He continued. Volteer shifted his gaze from the wind adult to the whole group.
"Well young ones, let's go! Our lost brethren await us!"He said before taking the sky toward the western part of the city, where the ruins were situated.
In a couple of minutes they arrived in front of the old stone corridor that brought to the entrance of the forbidden passage. Spyro always marvelled the astounding geography of the Dragon City, which was literally hugged by the mountains in a protective embrace, keeping it safe from strong wind currents coming from the sea.
"Man this place stirs memories, don't you think bud?"Stated his brother, which was hovering to the side of his head.
"Yeah…"Replied the purple dragon turning his gaze to his loved partner. In fact, just less than two months before, he and his two friends were walking that same path the other way around, witnessing for the first time in their lives the beauty of Warfang, if not for the battle raging outside its walls. They fought with everything they got in order to stop the dark army and the Dark Master. Now they were here back again, this time for a mission of peace. He broke from his brief train of thoughts and nuzzled gently his love on her cheek. She replied instantly, bestowing him with all the tenderness she could muster. They broke their embrace before smiling lovingly at each other. Spyro could see an infinity of emotions in those perfect emerald gems and yet the one that stood out the most was love. He was loved by the most beautiful dragoness in the realms. May he be damed if he ever forgets that. They intertwined the tails before returning their attention to the passage, while Sparx fought the urges to puke for the excessive sweetness.
"The gate is at the end of this corridor."Said Volteer excitedly to the group. They all nodded in acknowledgment before following the guardian along the passage.
The corridor was dusty and abandoned just like when Spyro and Cynder firstly arrived in Warfang. Thick columns of light filtered trough the large square openings on the right side of the path. The purple dragon was lost in gazing the intermittency between light and dark as they went along the walkway. Sometimes he turned to face his black scaled companion only to receive that warm smile that he loved so much. He replied with his one and moved his gaze to his other companions. In front of him there were Auros, Nix and Gaia, which were silently walking near each other, their tails swaying left and right in an almost hypnotising way. He noticed the fact that Auros and Nix were very close to each other, with their flanks almost touching. Spyro smiled inwardly in seeing his friends getting closer in that way. They were all nice dragons, with different stories and different pains to deal with in their lives. It was good to witness someone else founding love and friendship in their group and he knew they deserved every bit of it, if not more. His thoughts drifted to the day when he met the white dragon in the infirmary and how he indirectly made him confess his love for Cynder. He remembered the gratefulness that filled his eyes when he proposed him to be friends and the sorrow for witnessing the black dragoness beside him crying on his bed. His compassion for Cynder was actually what stunned Spyro the most of his white scaled friend. He was probably the only one, himself aside, that instantly forgave his loved one for her deeds during the war, even if he directly suffered great losses by her paws. Cynder also told him what happened during the rescue mission, how she lost control of herself and attacked him in anger and how Auros still managed to forgive her in spite of it. Spyro was really impressed by him and felt himself lucky to have someone like him to rely on.
His flow of thoughts broke when he bumped on the rear of the said white dragon, which had stopped with the rest of the group in front of the familiar stone gate. His disattention earned him a curios glance and a warm smile by his friend, which he only replied with a mouthed Sorry.
"Are you ready?"Came the ringing voice of Volteer, catching his attention. The young dragons all nodded.
"Very well"Said the dragon, before posing his right paw on the stone gate, which began to rumble and shift few seconds after. In less than a minute the rock completely slid away, revealing the passage for the forbidden tunnel. Without another word the group began walking along the barely lit tunnel.
It took them effectively a couple of hours to reach the other end of the passage, and when they arrived, they were welcomed by the fresh and clean air of the Avalar Valley. Cynder inhaled deeply, taking in as much of that pure air in her lungs. She gazed her companions and smiled in seeing that they were all amazed by the beauty that was before their eyes.
"Cirrus, from here you take the lead!"Said the guardian, gesturing the wind drake with his wings. The said dragon nodded and with a little sprint he took the air, directing westwards. Soon after all the members of the group took flight following his stride.
Cynder was flying elegantly beside her purple companion, often stealing him glances and winks. He chuckled and moved closer to her, caressing lovingly her back with his wing. The black dragoness smiled fondly at him, losing herself in his amethyst eyes. Ancestors, she sometimes wondered how's possible that someone can love like she loves Spyro. Her heart literally leaped in joy every time they were together, every time she witnessed him waking up beside her in the morning, every time they laughed together, every time he said 'I love you'. Those three words were like the most powerful spell she ever fell victim of, chaining her soul to his one. Indeed it was the sweetest of all spells. The bond they shared was one of a kind, forged by mutual pain, compassion and kindness. Before departing, it dawned on her that it was very probable that her presence wouldn't be welcomed in the new settlement, but Spyro was, as always, certain that everything would be fine. She knew he was right, as long as they were together, nothing could harm them. With this last thought in her mind, she turned her gaze to the horizon, losing herself in the greatness of the world.
The team flew for three days without too much problems, their flight supported by the gentle yet fundamental tail wind created by the two wind wielders. During their journey, Spyro observed curiously how the landscape shifted beneath his paws. The green and lush valleys of Avalar left place to a thick forest of evergreens and now, at the middle of the fourth day of travel, it was shifting to a more bare vegetation, with low grass and few trees scattered across the plains.
"We're nearing the cliffs!"Shouted Cirrus and as he spoke he began his descent towards the grassy plains. Spyro noticed in the distance the glimmer of the ocean. They were near their destination.
In few minutes the whole group had landed on the edge of the cliffs, as they perched on it in line.
A calm wind was blowing towards them, carrying the salty scent of the sea. Spyro looked around him, noticing that on both of their sides, the cliffs extended outwards in a round shape. The purple dragon then watched downwards and glimpsed the waves crushing on the rocky promontory hundreds of meters below them.
"This is the western gulf, now we have to decide if to proceed straight from here or go westwards following the line of the promontory."Stated Cirrus, gesturing with his wings.
"What's your advice, young friend?"Asked Volteer expectantly.
"Well, if we go straight from here we would arrive by sundown, but there wouldn't be any possibility to stop or land. If we follow the cliffs, we'll surely arrive by midnight, but with at worst one hour of flight across the sea."Answered the wind dragon.
"I think the couple of extra hours are worth the safety."Stated Auros.
"I agree with him."Added Spyro.
"Very well, let's go then!"Said Volteer. They took the air soon after, directing westward. Spyro noticed again a change in the environment beneath them, in fact the barren steppe had left place to a forest that seemed to extend until the border of the continent. The group landed an hour after sundown and prepared to set up a camp. Spyro and Cynder offered to go out and hunt while the others gathered the necessary for start the fire.
The duo began to adventure in the woods, guided by their predatory instinct and the beaming moonlight that shone bright in the sky. They kept on walking silently until Cynder stopped abruptly raising up her head and sniffing the air. Spyro watched her expectantly until she turned to face him.
"There are a couple of deers in that direction. They're close."She said pointing her wing westwards. Spyro nodded.
"We could circle around the clearing and if you send them towards me I could take them down." He proposed.
"See? Even you have good ideas sometimes."She said playfully, licking his cheek. Spyro stood dumbfounded for a moment before frowning.
"Hey!"He said whispering before following her in the bushes.
The couple reached the clearing and once located their preys, they put to work their plan. The purple dragon moved to the opposite side to where Cynder, while keeping an eye on her to see when she would attack. He saw her crouching even lower, with her belly grazing the ground before leaping at the oblivious deer that was before her. She then finally jumped, but moments before she could land a blow, a dark figure slammed into her, sending the dragoness crashing to the side of the clearing. The deers, scared by the commotion, ran in the opposite direction, where Spyro was. He dodged the upcoming charge before he flung himself to where Cynder was, skidding in front of the figure that was holding her down. The moonlight was illuminating the creature and Spyro noticed that it was clearly an adult dragon. Spyro didn't think twice before ramming the dragon away and helping Cynder stand on her paws. They nodded to each other before crouching low, adopting their fighting stance. The adult before them snarled as he stood back up, meanwhile two other smaller dragons stepped out from the bushes, flanking the elder.
"Who are you? Why did you attack her?"Asked Spyro.
"It was a coincidence, she just was in my trajectory to tackle the deer…"Snorted the dragon, with a deep voice.
"Besides, who are you?And what are you doing in our city's territory?"Said snarling again the dragon.
"I'm Spyro the purple dragon and she's Cynder, my partner. We're peace envoys from Warfang to Seascale. We're here with Volteer, the lightning guardian, your messenger and other friends."Answered politely the purple dragon.
The three dragons remained taken aback by his declaration. They looked to each other as the elder came on. He stopped in front of the two youngsters, inspecting them carefully and suspiciously.
"Well,Spyro, I acknowledge you are indeed a purple dragon so you must be saying the truth. Us three are an hunting team from Seascale. The whole city has been waiting fervently for your arrival."
He then turned to face Cynder.
"Still I cannot fathom why you'd bring her with you."He concluded snarling. Spyro was prepared to this and he promptly answered back.
"She's been my loyal partner for much time. She's not responsible for the deeds of the Terror during the war. The one liable for them was Malefor and as you may know, he's dead now."He concluded.
The dragon snorted.
"Very well, purple dragon. Would you like to bring us to the rest of your group so we can escort you to our city?"Offered the elder. The two youngsters watched each other and then nodded silently.
"Follow us, it's ten minutes away."Said Spyro, gesturing Cynder to lead the way.
As matter of facts, the dragons reached the camp in the said time. Upon their arrival, Spyro and Cynder explained briefly their encounter with the hunting team from the dragon city and decided to still pass the night in the forest and leave for the city at the first lights of dawn, in the meanwhile the three hunters returned to Seascale in order to inform the elders about their arrival.
Finally after a couple of hours everyone went to sleep and while everybody seemed to be deep in their rest, Auros stood still awake, leaned next to Nix which, he noticed, was slightly trembling at the chilling air coming from north. He hesitated for a second before gently unfurling his wings around her and dragging her form closer to his, enveloping her completely with his warmth. The azure dragoness feeling the new pleasing sensation, nested even closer to the source of the beneficial warmth, resting her head against his chest. Auros smiled at this scene, before licking her forehead and resting his head on top of hers and finally drifting into blissful sleep.
—
The next morning Nix awoke with a yawn, but instead of the sky, the only thing her blurred vision left transpire was a gold coloured chest plate. It took her a couple of seconds to figure out where she was and upon raising her snout, she bumped into the white dragon's jaw. She flushed red in learning the position they were in, but really she didn't mind at all. In fact knowing that he willingly protected her against the cold during last night, made her heart tingle with joy. Upon hearing groans coming from around her, she decided it was time to wake up her draconic blanket. She nuzzled under his jaw and when she saw it wasn't gaining the wanted effect, she began licking his jawline. Finally Auros groaned and after few seconds he opened his eyes before turning his gaze towards the source of the tingle which woke him up. He smiled upon seeing her muzzle and gently caressed her back.
"Slept well?"He asked.
"Better than ever. But, alas, I have to ask you to release me."She said, with a playful smile. Auros widened his eyes in realisation before opening up his wings and letting the dragoness in his embrace roll out and stand up on her paws, soon after the white drake joined her.
All round them, their friends were all waking up, yawning and stretching their sore muscles. After a couple of minutes they were all ready to conclude their journey. They took the sky, which was partially cloudy, making the weather not too warm and not too cold. The group flew for two hours before Cirrus finally shouted:"Here we are!"
Spyro marvelled the sight that was before them. An ancient volcano stood at the centre of the island, covering most of its surface. He saw Cirrus dive down until he was just few meters above the waves. That morning the sea was of an intense blue-turquoise, which contrasted beautifully the dark-coloured basaltic shores and cliffs of the island. Upon closer inspection he saw that many of the rock formations were composed by countless parallelepipeds of basalt, which seemed almost sculpted, given their seamless precision. Perched on one of those pillars Spyro saw a dragon looking at them. Once they were closer, the said creature took the sky and dived at the base of the cliff where it disappeared. Spyro remained dumbfounded in seeing this, but before he could voice his curiosity, Cirrus's voice came.
"We must follow him! Come!" He said diving again lower and aligning with the cliff. The others did as he said, forming a straight line behind him. The cliff was getting rapidly closer and the visibility wasn't certainly helped by the spraying water. In the end, at few meters from the wall of basalt, a large entrance came into view between the rolling waves. Cirrus tucked his wing a bit closer to himself and went in, followed by his flew straight and fast inside the cave, gradually tilting upwards, until a brilliant light invested them all. It took Spyro a couple of seconds to adapt to the brightness around him and when finally everything came back into view, he remained even more amazed than before.
All around them huge walls of black rock extended far high in the sky, stopping only to form an enormous circular aperture that let the sunlight come in. On the walls around them there were several large openings with some decorations around them and coloured tents to cover the various entrances and a sort of circular walkway that rounded the entire girth of the crater, forming a sort of ring, which was layered with others above. Spyro couldn't stop to look around, with his maw dropped from were inside an enormous spent volcano! Just when Cynder tapped his tail with her own, he regained his bearings and payed more attention to where they where at that moment.
His whole group was standing on a sort of rampart, also made of basalt, that surrounded the entrance from which they came.
"Oh boy, that was a scary run down there!"Commented Sparx, still covered in salted water.
Before the purple dragon could utter an answer, another group of dragons landed before them on the rampart. They were indeed all adult dragons with four armoured soldiers at their sides. The central one stepped in front of the others, bowing his head in the direction of the purple dragon. He was indeed a fire wielder, barely resembling Ignitus in some body traits even if his colour was of a deeper red, with his chest shifting gradually to a fiery orange.
"Welcome to Seascale, dear guests. I'm Orm, member of the council of the city. It's an honour to receive you."He said bowing again his head.
"As it is for us to be welcomed in you home, dear friend." Said Volteer, bowing slightly.
"Thank you Master Volteer." Said the fire elder before shifting his gaze to the purple youngster.
"So you must be Spyro, the great Saviour." Said Orm inspecting closely the purple dragon, which only nodded in response.
"Words of your deeds came far across the whole continent and of course to our ears. I must admit it was a very admirable feat what you accomplished young one."He said complimenting.
"I did what needed to be done…Besides"He said glancing to his black scaled companion. "I had great help."
"It seems that the words about your modesty were also true."The fire dragon chuckled.
"Well, you must be all tired and hungry. We have a feast set up for your arrival, then Cirrus could show you some available accommodation."Proposed Orm. They all nodded in acceptance.
"C'mon follow us."Said the elder before spreading his wings and darting upon the air. The rest of the group followed him in the traversal of the crater, which spanned several hundreds of meters in diameters. They landed in a couple of minutes to the other side, where there was a large wooden door.
"This is our great hall, please come in, the rest of the population is awaiting for you."He said, gesturing the guards to open the doors.
The great hall was brightly illuminated by several magical torches and a series of rectangular openings carved in the wall that faced the crater, letting the light entering the place. There were many rows of stone-made tables. The hall was packed with dragons, all of various colours and age and when the doors opened, everyone turned their gaze to the group of newcomers and specifically on the purple dragon.
Spyro gazed around him, feeling a bit of discomfort in seeing so many pair of eyes on him. He scanned the hall and saw many different emotions in those countless orbs that were drilling into his skull: astonishment, curiosity, joy and even fear? All his discomfort soon faded once the hall was filled with a massive round of cheers and applauses. Many also began to roar and stomp their paws, making the ground rattle at their rhythm. In the middle of the general noise he heard a female voice shouting.
"No, come back here!"
He turned his head towards the source of the noise and saw a yellow dash of colour come in his direction. A moment later a little dragoness was clutching his left foreleg. Spyro remained a little taken aback by the 'assault' of the little creature. He studied with curiosity the hatchling that was holding tight his leg, since he never saw one in his life. She was indeed an electricity dragoness, given her scale colour. She had four little horns protruding from the back of her head and her eyes were blue like the sea they just crossed, which were gazing at his amethyst ones with the deepest awe he had ever seen. He decided to approach the little one by getting closer with his muzzle.
"Hi, what's your name?"He asked gently.
"I-Iris, mister purple dragon…"She answered with a stuttering voice.
"Well, my name it's Spyro. Nice to meet you." He said, offering his other paw to her. She grabbed on of his digit with her tiny paws and shook it.
Spyro smiled fondly and raised his head, only to find out that everyone was watching his little confrontation with the hatchling. Among the other dragons, he saw a yellow dragoness which was eyeing them and specifically the little dragoness with severe worry. He smiled at the said dragoness, before focusing his attention back to the hatchling.
"Is she your mom?"He asked, gesturing with his head. The little creature followed his head and then turned almost immediately back to him, nodding.
"Well, I think you should go back to her, she seems worried. Tell her that Spyro says hi."He said. The hatchling nodded again, before darting back to his mother's arms.
"Ahem, dear friends."Came Orm's voice"Our esteemed guests from Warfang have finally arrived. They're hungry and tired, let's show them our hospitality and gratitude!"He shouted. Another round of roars and stomps began, while Orm gestured with his wings to follow him. They crossed the hall, while the citizens kept applauding and cheering. Once they reached their table, the cheers began to die down to a normal conversation level, as everyone began to eat they meals.
Spyro and his groups took their seats and also began to eat the venison that was offered to them. After several minutes and a couple of chats with the other elders at the table, they were all accompanied by Cirrus to their respective accommodations, which were all on the same ring and next to each other. Spyro and Cynder were left as last, Cirrus walked along the stone pathway before he stopped in front of another tent.
"I assumed you'd like to stay together, so I informed the elders to have an extra bed in this one."He said turning his head towards the entrance.
"Thank you very much for your hospitality."Said Spyro.
"It's the minimum we can do. I hope you'll have a good rest. Once you feel rested enough we can continue the tour of the settlement. I'm sure you'll like it."He concluded.
"Thank you Cirrus, see you later."Said Cynder, entering the room.
Their place was lit whit a couple of magical torches lit on the wall. The room was nothing special: just a box carved few meters in the stone with two beds of hay and a large tissue to keep it together. Nothing compared to their room at the Temple in Warfang. Still it was inviting.
"C'mon Spyro, I think we could use a couple of hours of sleep."Said Cynder, directing towards the bed.
He followed her with eagerness, laying close to her and enveloping her form with his wings.
"By the way, you were really cute with that little dragoness back there."She said giggling.
"Who knows, maybe one day we could have on of our own."She said turning her nestling her head closer to his chest.
Spyro remained dumbfounded by her proposition, but his doubt quickly faded, replaced by and undying love for her partner.
"It would be the greatest thing in my life."He said getting closer to her and nuzzling her forehead.
Soon they both drifted into sleep.
Epilogue - Chapter 21
A couple of hours later, a young adult earth dragon was returning to his working post in the caves beneath Seascale. He began to do his usual work of extracting materials and spirit crystals to store in the infirmary, when he heard some voices coming from behind the stone. The dragon raised a brow and fixed his ear-hole to the rock wall. There were indeed voices, but they weren't louder than a whisper. Curios, he began to dig in the direction of the sound, which was getting closer with each swipe he made.
With his last dig, the wall crumbled and a powerful purple light invested him. He shielded his eyes and once he got used to it, he inspected the source of that powerful light. On the other side of the hole, there was a medium sized cave with a dome-like ceiling and, in the middle of it, a swirling structure of dark-purple crystals. The drake widened his eyes in seeing those monstrosities, but before he could move a muscle, a dense purple fog shot from the crystals towards him and entered his ears, mouth and nostrils. Now the voices were everywhere, louder and they said only one thing:"Kill the purple dragon".