You get up and walk to the window, looking outside to see what's causing the strange glow.

Stealth Elf and Gill Grunt follow you, curious about what you've seen. You look out the window and see a beautiful, shimmering light in the sky. It's like nothing you've ever seen before.

Stealth Elf gasps and says, "What is that?" Gill Grunt replies, "I don't know, but it's amazing." You feel a sense of wonder and awe, watching the light dance across the sky.

You feel yourself becoming hypnotized by the light's beauty, unable to look away.

Stealth Elf and Gill Grunt seem equally entranced, their eyes fixed on the shimmering glow.

You feel a sense of peace and tranquility wash over you, as if the light is mesmerizing you into a state of deep relaxation. Suddenly, you hear a voice whispering in your mind, "Spyro, come closer." You feel a strange sensation, as if you're being pulled towards the light.

You listen to the voice, feeling a sense of curiosity and wonder. The voice whispers again, "Spyro, come closer. Let the light embrace you." You feel a sense of trust and surrender, as if the voice is guiding you towards something beautiful and transformative.

You take a step closer to the light, feeling its warmth and energy envelop you. Stealth Elf and Gill Grunt seem to be doing the same, their eyes closed in trust.

You walk forward, feeling the light's energy pulling you closer. You take step after step, your feet moving towards the shimmering glow.

Stealth Elf and Gill Grunt follow you, their eyes still closed in trust. You feel a sense of wonder and excitement, as if you're walking towards a great adventure.

Suddenly, you hear a voice whispering in your ear, "Welcome, Spyro. We've been waiting for you." You open your eyes to find yourself in a beautiful, shimmering palace.

You look around, taking in the beauty of the palace. You see sparkling crystals, shimmering fabrics, and glowing orbs of light. You hear soft music and the gentle hum of magic.

Stealth Elf and Gill Grunt stand beside you, looking equally amazed. A figure approaches you, cloaked in shadows. As they step forward, you see it's Master Eon, the wise Portal Master.

"Welcome, Spyro," he says. "You are in the Palace of the Ancients, a place of great magic and wonder. You have been brought here for a special purpose."

"What purpose?" You ask.

Master Eon smiles, his eyes twinkling with wisdom. "The purpose of your journey, Spyro. You have been chosen to receive a great gift, one that will help you on your quest to save the world from the evil forces of darkness."

He pauses, looking at Stealth Elf and Gill Grunt. "Your friends have been brought here to support you, to help you on your journey."

He turns back to you. "Are you ready, Spyro? Are you ready to receive the gift of the Ancients?"

You tell him you've been busy lately planning your wedding.

Master Eon's expression turns surprised, then delighted. "A wedding, you say? Congratulations, Spyro! I had no idea you were getting married. Who is the lucky bride?"

You and Stealth Elf stare at each other, fear washing over your faces as you realize the two of you have never told him you were in a relationship after all these years.

"It's St... St.. Stealth Elf." You stutter while sweating Bullets.

"We're getting married soon."

Master Eon beams with joy. "Wonderful news, Spyro! I'm so happy for you both. But first, let's get you prepared for your journey. The gift of the Ancients awaits you."

You look back at Stealth Elf, seeking her approval. She smiles and nods, giving you a thumbs-up. "Go ahead, Spyro. Receive the gift of the Ancients. We'll be right here with you."

You feel a sense of relief and gratitude, knowing that Stealth Elf supports you. You turn back to Master Eon, ready to receive the gift.

"I'm ready." You say with confidence.

Master Eon smiles, his eyes twinkling with wisdom.

"Then let us begin, Spyro. The gift of the Ancients is a powerful one, and it will require great courage and determination to wield it."

He raises his hands, and a brilliant light fills the room. You feel a surge of energy and power flow through you, as if the very essence of the Ancients is being transferred into your being.

As the energy of the Ancients flows through you, you feel yourself glowing and ascending. Your scales change color, shifting from purple to navy blue and from orange to shining gold. Your horns gleam with a bright, golden light, and your eyes burn with a fierce, inner fire.

You feel powerful, majestic, and wise, as if the very essence of the Ancients has been distilled into your being.

Stealth Elf and Gill Grunt gaze at you in awe, their eyes shining with wonder and admiration. Master Eon smiles, his eyes twinkling with pride.

"You have now achieved your legendary form, Spyro," he says. "Use your newfound powers wisely."

You ask Gill Grunt and Stealth Elf how you look, seeking their opinion on your new appearance.

Gill Grunt grins, his eyes wide with excitement. "You look amazing, Spyro! The navy blue and gold scales are a great combo. You look like a true warrior." Stealth Elf nods in agreement, her eyes shining with admiration. "You're absolutely stunning, Spyro. The gold horns and scales really bring out your eyes. You look powerful and majestic."

You feel happy and confident, knowing that your friends think you look great.

You swoop up Stealth Elf in your arms, feeling a surge of strength and power from your new form.

You carry her to the bed, feeling like a true dragon warrior. Stealth Elf giggles and wraps her arms around your neck, feeling safe and protected in your embrace.

You lay her down on the bed, feeling a sense of tenderness and love. You lean in, your heart pounding with excitement, and kiss her softly on the lips. Stealth Elf kisses you back, her eyes shining with love and adoration.

You lie down next to Stealth Elf, feeling happy and content. You wrap your arms around her, holding her close as you both drift off to sleep. The room is quiet, except for the sound of your gentle snores and Stealth Elf's soft breathing. You sleep peacefully, feeling safe and loved.

Suddenly, you hear a faint noise coming from outside the room. It sounds like footsteps, growing louder with each passing moment.