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Chapter 13

After some long and mostly boring days the group has finally reached their destination. Munitions Forge, the home of the moles and their bipedal relatives that favor undergoing habitant- the Manweersmalls. The home of the moles was nothing else than a mine shaft leading straight into the deepest depths of the volcano.

The outside area surrounding the mine was stripped from any flourishing flora, the volcanic rock that the island consisted of prevented any life green life from thriving there. One could think that also the occasional streams of hot steaming magma rushing through parts of the terrain would effectively scare any breathing life form.

However that was not the case, some creatures really enjoyed the hot and ashy air. Magma Worms, Fire and Buffalo Beetles were among them. These creatures were unmoved by the high temperature, some of them, like the worms for example even enjoyed a quick swim in the many pools of flowing magma.

Luckily for them no such creature was in their way, when Spyro's travels brought him to Munitions Forge for the first time, which happened during the Corrupted Cynder reign the area was filled with those hostile beasts, which made the road towards the mine shaft so much harder to travel.

During the peaceful time after Malefor's defeat the moles regained finally control of their island, it took them a while to achieve a full domination but eventually they managed to do it, driving the beasts far away from the trading routes. Now as they explored the surrounding area from their vantage point on top of the wagon, from here they could see some packs of these creatures closely being watched by mole watchman from the safety of their watchtowers.

A small eruption of Boyzitbig caught everyone's attention, Spyro's companions were staring at the volcano intimidated, for him however the noise and sound was familiar, it forced all those unpleasant memories come back to him. The hot ash falling from the sky, bulging flowing lava, sparks dropping on the ground, he had seen all of this before.

His first visit to Munitions Forge happened some years ago, the area surrounding the volcano looked much different back then, the island was still filled with the choking atmosphere but there was no bridge connecting it to the mainland for example. Not to mention that the previously mentioned creatures roamed this area freely, effectively keeping the moles in check inside their underground home.

Spyro didn't come here for a reason, if not for a certain specific someone who involuntary led him here he would never have been here. It was here in Munitions Forge where he fought his way through the underground city filled with Manweersmalls slaves who were forced to fuel Cynder's ape army with new weapons. His goal was to save Terrador when the corrupted dragoness imprisoned the green dragon in the volcano's deepest pit to sap his power into a crystal which she later used to make an attempt to bring Malefor back from his prison in Convexity.

It was here also when he encountered Cynder for the first time, after Spyro saved Terrador the volcano exploded and during his escape he fell right into the dragoness' claws. He remembers the moment perfectly, he was never so scared in his life before, if not for Ignitus who tackled her he would never make it out alive.

Spyro blinked, with a barely noticeable flash the world returned to the way it is now, even after so many years he still returned to the Munitions Forge while on a quest and probably just like before he will encounter something he would never want to see for the first time. If a thing like destiny exists then it seems he is tied to his own and there is no way to liberate himself from it.

Spyro looked at the black dragoness walking next to him, if his fate is sealed, if he is tied to an endless loop of unfortunate circumstances as a purple dragon, he will make the best of it. If his destiny is to face danger after danger that it throws at him he will in all his might repel and counter those attacks. She is the perfect example that if one tries hard enough there is a possibility to bend the rules to your advantage, an example that despite every circumstance one can still walk down his own path.

" What?" Cynder asked playfully seeing his amethyst orbs observing her " There is something on my nose?"

" Nothing" Spyro replied cheerfully averting his gaze

" Don't lie to me, I've seen that smile" she nudged him impishly

" I was smiling?"

" Mhm"

" I..." his voice trailed off the moment he looked at her, he just couldn't help himself but to smile

" Where is it?" Cynder giggled while rubbing her nose

" There is nothing on your nose!" Spyro chuckled

" Then what's with the grin across your whole face?"

Spyro watched his friend closely, perhaps he is destined to struggle with dangers all his life, but if his persistence wins such precious things like her from fate's iron grip than the fight is not for nothing. She is the beacon of hope, she is...the reason for his existence.

" I'm just...happy that you are here with me"

She jerked her head back " Oh?"

" You are the reason for my existence"

His words struck her like a needle directly into her heart, waking it up from its slumber without any painful aftertaste. She averted her gaze blushing " Was that a compliment? Are you sick or something?" she tried to hide her feelings behind some humor

He smiled seeing her embarrassment, besides seeing her smile that was his second best view, even if it was perhaps a bit cruel to think so " If I am then I never want to get healthy again" somehow that revelation about destiny made him voice all his feelings without any waver in his voice, as if his heart was dictating him what to say

She let out a stifled giggle, she could heart her heart pounding at her chest, she could feel her lungs sucking out all of the air, not to mention that she felt her cheeks becoming hot " I...I..."

" We are here!" a male shout came from ahead of them

Spyro threw a brief glance in that direction before looking at his friend again " Promise me you won't go anywhere"

" I...I..."

" Get a move on you two!" Sparx shout reached them

Spyro's smile widened " Come on, we better get going" he made his way forward

" I...I..." Cynder muttered once more, she raised her head only when she heard him moving away. Her glistening emerald eyes were watching him go.

" I love you" she whispered and with a slowly calming heart followed him

" it's a mine shaft Flare" Sparx sighed with a roll of his eyes

" Are you out of your tree kid?" the mole hissed jaded

Flare looked around confused " I...I guess, I've been with you guys the whole time"

The mole looked at the dragonfly with tiredness in his eyes.

Sparx just shrugged, he then folded his arms when he noticed the two approaching dragons " Hey guys, you are early" he scoffed

" Sorry, something came up" Spyro explained and looked behind his shoulder with a smile

Cynder averted her gaze with a shy giggle

Sparx' eyes widened, he quickly descended towards his brother and patted him in the shoulder " No way, you finally found out? Congrats"

The dragon furrowed his brow " What are you talking about? Found out about what?"

The dragonfly jerked back " I though..." he threw a quick glance at the blushing dragoness, she watched him with confused eyes. With a sigh the dragonflies shoulders slumped down " You still got it"

" Got what?"

Sparx flew away " Why did I start pestering Flare again?" he muttered under his breath

" What was that all about?" Cynder asked when she joined Spyro

The purple dragon shrugged " That's Sparx, good luck in finding some sense"

There was a metallic grind as the mines steel door opened. The mole took a deep breath inhaling the scent of mined metal " Home sweet home" he then returned to the caravan

" Wait!" Flare exclaimed horrified when he looked down the slightly steep tunnel " You never said that we were going underground"

Sparx shook his head " Dude what part of _mine shaft_didn't you understand?"

" What has that to do with anything?"

The dragonfly massaged his temples " Dark underground tunnels are mines"

" Why didn't you say so earlier?!" Flare exclaimed accusingly " I would have never gone with you if I knew!"

" What's the big deal man?"

" I hate cramped places!"

Sparx' eyes widened " I don't believe it. You are clueless, naïve, dim-witted and on top of that claustrophobic?" Boy your teachers must have been proud of you"

" I'm not any of those things! And most definitely I'm not claustrophobic! I just hate tight spaces!" the red dragon growled

Sparx smirked " Do you know what _claustrophobic_means?"

Flare opened his mouth to voice another protest but his attempt was ceased by realization of his ignorance. He looked at the ground " No"

" I thought so. Is there anything that you can do that can possibly help us?"

" Sparx cut it out" Cynder admonished the dragonfly before turning towards her red companion " Flare why didn't you tell us about your phobia?"

Flare looked at her with confused eyes

" Fear" she corrected herself

The fiery drake shuffled his paw along the ground while staring at it " You never asked"

" Told you Cyn, now we just need to figure out what we didn't ask about yet" Sparx sighed

The dragoness admonished him with an angry frown

" Relax Flare, the city isn't that cramped, it's actually pretty big and there is always an opening in the ceiling you can easily fly away if you want, just remember to time it right" Spyro comforted his fiery companion

The red dragon looked clearly relieved " Really?"

" Yup"

" But... what do you by time it right?"

Spyro smiled " You'll see, it's pretty awesome" the caravan has rolled inside, the purple dragon motioned with his head for his companions to follow him " Come on"

The group followed after the caravan, they could hear its wooden wheels rolling down the rocky tunnel, the sound of the moving caravan was becoming less and less audible the longer they walked. Their pace was so slow on purpose, as Spyro led the group down he constantly looked behind himself to check up on his fiery companion. He never met anyone with a phobia before but Ignitus taught him that such fears shouldn't be trifled with, the pace was solely set for Flare, to let him adapt to the new surroundings.

The tunnel took a sharp turn soon after they've entered the mine, the change of direction caused the light of the outside world vanish almost completely, now only the dim illumination of the torches shone on the path. It was then when Flare's breathing intensified, it was obvious he was struggling but despite his fear he was pushing forward. Cynder comforted him the best she could as she slowly escorted him down the tunnel, perhaps it was her soothing words and gestures that made him press onwards.

Soon the tunnel was filled with muffled sounds of people, creaking machines, rolling carts and all other noises a true underground mining city should consist of. Flare's eyes widened at the sight of the first rays of sun dimly illuminating the end of the tunnel, with a sigh of relief his body instantly relaxed.

The temperature noticeable increased but it didn't bother anyone from the little group, such change was expected since this is a city located inside a volcano. As they progressed forward the tunnel was slowly adopting a dark red hue, it had to be a natural light coming from the volcano since no torch, candle or any other light source could be visible farther into the tunnel.

With one last turn the group has reached its destination, every one of them sighed in awe, the reaction was expected from Flare since he never been here, it was somewhat surprising to see also Cynder in shock, or perhaps it was a good thing, the last time she was here she imprisoned the inhabitants of this city, all the better if she can't remember it. However the reaction was completely unexpected from both foster brothers, they have been here already yet it didn't prevent them from gasping in awe at the sight, the city has evolved after their last visit.

The group found itself in a very vast round cavern, what really caught their attention was the perfectly smooth walls, not even a single stalagmite or stalactite could be seen, the rocky spikes were completely removed to ensure safety for the inhabitants. What really was interesting about this city was the peculiar placing of buildings, all of the structures looked like a part of them were inserted into the volcanic walls, the structures formed a one big circle.

In the middle of that circle was a huge hole surrounded by tall metallic walls which weren't here when Spyro visited Munitions Forge for the first time. The hole served only one purpose, since the city is located within an active volcano every now and then it erupts sending all the lava and ash that comes with it up in the air. The wall protected the inhabitants from accidental spills of the magma to the sides, thanks to the wall the moles only concern during an eruption was the slight shaking of the ground, but they lived here all their life, nobody can be done with it so they most likely got used to it by now.

Building a wall without leaving the magma a place to escape was pointless, but as in every volcano there is always an opening in the ceiling to let the lava burst out into the world. A similar opening was located in Munitions Forge, up above was an hole the same size as the one below, when the volcano explodes every product of such eruption is sent flying through that open hole in the ceiling. That way life can thrive underground without interrupting the natural cycle of Boyzitbig while also keeping an eye on the actual time of the day.

What really catches every visitor's attention was the huge hourglass embedded inside a wall. The hourglass was filled with sand and was held by some mechanism gripper device. It was hard to tell if the thing was operated manually or not, whenever the volcano erupts the hourglass is pushed out of the wall and turned around using the gripper devices before settling it into the wall again. Whoever constructed it or is operating it now has a very responsible job, life here would be difficult without knowing exactly when the volcano erupts.

Just like an every mining city should this one also had rails all over the place, above near the ceiling, below in the hole, outside of the metallic wall, basically everywhere one could see rails. The tracks disappeared into the many holes in the walls that connected them with the other important places in the city. The carts riding the rails had all kind of different metals, gems, weapons or even people inside them, all of the carts rode with open lids. However the moment the volcano erupts and the hourglass changes its position the lids shut down instantly protecting the valuable contents. The eruption lasts only seconds but the immense heat that is produced would melt anything in its why, it was surprising to see that the wall and the carts withstood it, one could only wonder from what they are made of.

The eruption not only shoots hot bulging lava but also produces a great amount of suffocating ash. All of the moles living here would be long dead if they haven't solved that problem. That's why to prevent such horrible outcomes from happening two special mechanism that were folded on the opposite walls of the eruption hole. The moment the volcano exploded and the steaming lava shot above two constructions in the shape of huge bellows unfolded from the walls and started to produce strong gust of air that pushed all the remaining ashes outside through the opening in the ceiling before folding again after a while.

Munitions Forge was built almost like Warfang but instead of going up like in the Dragon City another sections of the town were located on the lower levels. The top level on which the group was right now consisted of many types of shops, starting from simple shops filled with working tools, to jewelers just to end on smiths, smithies in particular are in majority. There were also some barn-like building where all kind of caravan animals were kept before they were escorted by cheetahs back to the surface, there was no chance they would survive otherwise.

Just like carts, also the ground levels were connected with tunnels, there were two more "shop" levels, located adjacent to one another. Basically everyone could find here something that interested him. Like in every city there was also a guard post every now and then, safety is crucial after all.

Some of such tunnels didn't lead into another section of the top level, instead many of them consisted of elevators or stairs leading down below. The middle section of Munitions Forge was filled with houses, hospitals and all sort of other building that are necessary for a city to prosper, including the City Hall. This was the level where the biggest crowds were formed, this section was even louder than the one below it and that's quite a feat.

The lowest level of the town consisted mainly of all sorts of mines, smelters and all other buildings that were necessary to properly prepare the mined metal for further processing. On this level were also tunnels that led to actual mines filled with all kinds of metals, there was no telling just how deep one could go, if there is anyone who might actually find out the line it's the Manweersmalls.

To find out more about the problem with the strange creatures harassing the inhabitants of Munitions Forge the group has to talk with Mole-Yair, the leader of these people. The housing district is located on the second level so that's where they are most likely going to find him.

Finally managing to shake off the paralyzing awe the group still pretty intimidated pressed onwards. Nobody seemed to pay any attention to them as everyone was extremely busy with their work

" This place is soooo cool" Flare blurt out in sincere admiration

Spyro smiled " Told you it won't be that bad"

" I take it all back, I will never ever again say that I don't want to go with you, I swear!"

The purple dragon wanted to give him a cheerful answer but was cut off by some angry yelling. He looked behind his shoulder and spotted the caravan master who was so kind to give them a lift arguing with one of the Manweersmalls, the former mole was pointing a blaming finger at them. Spyro winced, even without hearing the words he somehow knew what the argument was all about

" We better hurry" he muttered

Flare out of a sudden darted forward and began scratching the ground with his claw " What's this for?"

The group joined the fiery drake and examined the thing that caught the red dragon's interest. It was a grate with magma flowing beneath it, as far as they could tell it served no purpose

" I don't know" Spyro said " There are many things I don't understand about this city. Let's just leave it and go, we caused enough trouble already"

" They look funny"

The group looked in the direction Flare was staring at, it was obvious that by they he meant the Manweersmalls. Nobody could deny the fact that the red dragon was correct in a way. These creatures were different from the moles living on the surface. They are smaller than a normal mole and they all looked alike, at first glance they only differed by the intensity of the greyish coat covering their bodies. These creatures had longer snouts together with bigger claws on their hands and legs, it was a great asses for a creature which spends most of its life digging.

Living underground has also its downfalls, the most tragic one was a weak sight, living in the dark tunnels unfortunately makes the eyes lose their valuable focus, that's why Manweersmalls wear iron hats with a candle on top of them to somehow enhance their vision even if for a little bit. When one of the senses loses its value the other ones try to make up for it, the inhabitants of Munitions Forge have improved sense of hearing and sharp sense of smell.

Because of this sharp sense one of the Manweersmalls started to sniff at the air, moving his nose in a very rat-like fashion

" SHE'S BACK!" the rodent exclaimed horrified after a while and out of nowhere pulled out a crossbow and pointed it at Cynder while slowly approaching the dragoness.

The dragoness made a slight cautious step backwards " Perfect" she hissed while narrowing her gaze, she was ready to defend herself if necessary

" No, no, no, no, you got it all wrong!" Spyro tried to calm the situation in a very hectic manner

" SHADOW HAS RETURNED!" a cacophony of shouts echoed throughout the cave

The yelling stirred a loud commotion as every available guard started to run towards them with crossbows at the ready

Sparx let out a tired sigh " Here we go again..."

" Please listen to me!" Spyro shouted

His voice managed to stop some of the guards " Spyro is here!" one of them exclaimed joyfully

" Don't let her get away!" the Manweersmalls surrounded the little group, the rodents were so close that the dragons could see their own reflections in the silvery tips of the bolts which were just mere inches from their noses

The purple dragon delicately pushed the tip of the bolt to the side " There is no need for that!" She's with me!"

" She won't get away this time!" the crossbows rattled, especially one of the rodents had troubles to keep his nerves in check, even through the noise they could hear his shaking weapon.

Behind the plenty silvery tips aimed at them and their owners Spyro spotted a shadow being dragged unnaturally towards them, only one dragoness he knew was capable of doing such a thing

" Cynder don't" he whispered warningly, the situation would be far more worse if she would lose her temper

" It's for you" she whispered back, her green eyes never left the guards " I don't want to see you get hurt because of me"

" I'm not going anywhere" he replied bluntly

" There is someone here I don't recognize!" one of the guards yelled

" It has to be one of Cynder's beasts!" a second guard added

" She is here to enslave us again!" the horrified shout of the third guard caused even more uneasiness, the crossbows rattled once again, the shaking of one of the weapons intensified. The only thing preventing the Manweersmalls from releasing a barrage of arrows was Spyro's presence

" Why I am the beast?" Flare's voice stirred the guards even more, Cynder's eyes rested on the young rodent with the shaking hands who aimed his weapon now at the red dragon

" Dude it's not really the time for this" Sparx whispered

" You better put that weapon down kid or you might accidently shoot someone" Cynder said coldly, the young rodent turned the weapon towards her, the dragoness narrowed her eyes on him

" You are not my master!" the young manweersmall cried out, the crossbow rattled in his hands " You won't tell me what to do!"

" Ok everybody, take it easy" Spyro said firmly, gaining the attention of some of the guards " Cynder doesn't mean you any harm, she's with me and we just came here to solve your bug problem. We need to speak to Mole-Yair so if you please let us pass" he threw a quick nervous glance at the shaking weapon of the young rodent

" You and your brother can go" said one of the guards " You are most welcome here, but she and that strange thing is staying with us"

" Hey!" Flare growled " I'm not a thing!" the crossbows now aimed at the fiery drake

" Dude what did I tell you?" Sparx whispered " If you want to keep your hide shut up!"

" I'm not going anywhere without them" Spyro challenged the manweersmall

" Then we have a problem" the guard responded

" I'm not a monster!" the red dragon growled baring his teeth

" You are a dragon, now chill dude or you get us all killed!" the dragonflies' mumbled nervously

" Shadow you better calm down your pet" one of the guards hissed threateningly

" Flare is not my pet!" Cynder snarled " You better show him some respect!"

The crossbows now aimed at her " Beasts don't deserve respect"

" Stop calling me a beast!" Flare growled, the silvery tips sifted instantly at him

" Guys please!" Spyro's plea reached deaf ears

" Silence your freak Shadow!" a guard exclaimed

" I'm not a FREAK!" Flare roared

Cynder noticed the guards backing down nervously as the dragon adopted a offensive posture, their weapons were set on her new companion, especially the young rodent caught her attention, he seemed to be barely holding it together. All of the crossbows were now at a brink of being used, she could hear their strings stretching to their limits. She has to do something or someone will get hurt because of her past actions.

Cynder adopted an offensive stance, her move didn't go unnoticed

" Don't do anything stupid bitch" a guards hissed mockingly, making some of the other rodents together with the young one aim at her

Cynder ignored the insult and the warning, the dragoness roared furiously and jerked her body forwards as if she prepared to pounce, yet it was only a provocation, she remained in place. It was then when the sound of a released bolt was heard, momentarily there was a scream of pain.

Everything went silent, Cynder looked over her body, she noticed some blood on the ground but there was no wound ripping her scales. Then she spotted a purple shape groaning on the ground just in front of her paws. Her senses returned to her the moment she noticed a droplet of blood which was growing in the place where the bolt got stuck in Spyro's purple scales.

Guilt, hate, pain and sorrow struck her heart all at once filling her with such uncontrollable rage, her green eyes flared up and with a roar of rabidity she threw herself at the shocked young mole. The rodent let out a scream of anguish as the claws of one of her paws sunk into his shoulder and brought him to the ground with the dragoness on top of him.

Driven by rage Cynder rose her second paw in the air, claws at the ready to steal the young life " I'm going to tear you to shreds!" she roared

" Shoot her now!" a horrified guard's order sounded

Before the crossbows could fire there was a sudden earthquake that violently shook everybody.

" ENOUGH!" Spyro roared as soon as the stony round cover turned transparent just to fade completely moments later. There was something in his voice that made everyone stop in their actions and look at him with respect " This is where pointless arguments lead us! We defeated Malefor just to fight with ourselves?! What if a new threat arises? We won't be able to work together because stupid superstitions will..." Spyro groaned as the bolt protruding from the place just next to his elbow sent a painful sting

" Spyro!' Cynder exclaimed fearfully and darted towards him

Sparx beaten the dragoness however " Bro, are you alright?

The purple dragon winced " I'm fine"

" Dude you have a bolt stuck in you, we need to get a healer here!"

" Sparx' right, we are getting you out of here" Cynder added with a voice full of concern

" I'm sorry!" the young guard shouted as he got up to his feet

" Just stop talking" the dragonfly replied coldly without even throwing the manweersmall a single glance

" Cynder you know exactly that a single bolt won't kill me"

" Still you shouldn't pull it out yourself when there is a healer around here somewhere" Cynder admonished her purple friend " What if the tip breaks?"

" Get a healer here!" one of the guards barked an order towards one of his subordinates

" It won't break relax" Spyro comforted his female friend before groaning, he began to lower on his paws " I just need to lie down for a moment before I pull it out" With a painful wince plastered on his snout Spyro dropped on the ground

Cynder lowered her head towards him " I'm sorry Spyro" she whispered tenderly

He smiled " No harm done" they both impulsively looked at the protruding bolt, his smile widened when he looked at her " You know what I meant" she giggled weakly

" I hate seeing you get hurt"

" I hate to see you getting hurt also, but unfortunately it's our job, we need to bare it"

" He did WHAT?!" an outraged male voice not belonging to any of the guards rang through the cave " I swear the next time this kid will-" the manweersmall's eyes widened when he spotted the group of companions ahead " Get out of there!" he shouted at the top of his lungs

They all looked confused at the running rodent

" I"VE SAID MOVE!" there was a sound of the hourglass shifting and momentarily the whole cavern began to shake slightly

Before the group could react it was already too late, the grate below them heated instantly, they looked down just to see a steaming flaming heading in their direction, their eyes widened there was no chance they could avoid the hot flame now.

" Get close!" Flare yelled while grabbing the dragonfly in his paw while spreading his wings to cover both of his draconic companions just to place himself in between them

Cynder let out a stifled yelp and closed her eyes when she heard the burning flaming burst through the grate, yet somehow she didn't feel the flame reaching her, somehow she wasn't burned. The dragoness slowly opened her eyes and gasped at the sight, her reaction made also Spyro to look around his surroundings with wide eyes.

They were not encased in some sort of a bubble, some sort of transparent shield that protected them from the heat outside, they could see the flames spreading all around the shield making it burn, if they weren't in a life threating situation this was quite a sight to behold. Between both of them was Flare with his head hanging low and eyes closed, a frown of pure concentration was plastered on his snout. The whole protection shield lasted maybe for a minute before it vanished and all the dancing flames were dragged into every fiery part of Flare's body, the fiery parts seemed to emit a brighter flame the moment the volcano's fire connected with them.

Sparx burst out from the red dragon's paw the moment the coast was clear " Dude that was AWESOME!" the dragonfly exclaimed letting out all of the nerves in one shout " You saved our asses there"

" That shield looked almost like the shield that Ignitus created when we crossed the Belt of Fire" Spyro commented thoughtfully " However there was something strange to it"

" Who cares?" the dragonfly blurt out " It protected us!" he patted the red dragon in the shoulder " Dude it seems you have your uses, I could kiss you!"

" Flare?" Cynder asked concerned seeing as he was still remaining in the same position

After a moment the red dragon took a deep breath just like he would resurfaced after swimming underwater for a while. He then opened his eyes, it was then when a gasp escaped from Cynder's snout, for a brief moment she saw two dancing flames inside his yellow eyes, seconds later his slits again adopted a black color

" Happy to help" Flare's voice was hoarse and stripped of any emotion

Despite the pain Spyro pulled himself up, wincing in pain as he did so " Are you alright?"

Flare quickly averted his gaze and shut his eyes " I'm fine" there was still the same hoarse sound to his voice yet this time he seemed to be agitated

The three friends looked at each other in confusion, then Cynder approached the red dragon and touched his back, his whole body shivered

" Thank you Flare" she said with a kind voice full of gratitude " You saved our lives"

He took a wavering breath " No problem"

She furrowed her brow, it was odd that after saving someone else's life he doesn't show any sign of happiness, Cynder didn't give up she approached the dragon once more

" I mean it, we wouldn't be here if not for you'

With another breath he looked at her and smiled bashfully " You're welcome" his demeanor slowly returned to its normal self

Sparx delicately elbowed his brother " There is something seriously wrong with this guy" he whispered

Spyro observed their new companion closely, he was unsure of his full capabilities but it seemed that whenever Flare is using his abilities he pays for it dearly which all in all was very strange since dragons are supposed to be naturals when it comes to wielding elemental powers.

" What are you waiting for?" the manweersmall healer shouted " Get out of there!"

Concerns regarding Flare were put aside for the time being as the yell reminded the whole group in what position they are currently in, luckily for them the guards after the recent events stopped bothering them. It was a relief for all of them to leave that deadly grate behind.

" What were you thinking?" the rodent admonished them

" What we were thinking?!" Sparx blurt out outraged while pointing at the grate" We almost got toasted there! Who in the hell puts a grate that spits flames in a middle of a town?!"

" You have the nerve to put this on me?!" the healer growled irritated " If you would find the time to read the warning signs nothing like that would happen!"

The dragonfly snorted " What warning signs?" he once again pointed at the area where the grate was placed " Look and tell me where do you see a sign saying " Warning! Fry-ass zone!"

The manweersmall threw his hands in the air " And they call us blind!" he then looked in the direction the dragonfly pointed at and squinted. With a focused frown he began to adjust the candle on his hat to see better.

" Fucking hell!" the rodent blurt out causing everyone to jerk back at his sudden and unexpected outburst " I've forgot to place that damn sign again!"

" AGAIN?!" Sparx repeated in disbelief " Just how many people you fried on that thing!"

" Cry me a river. You are alive aren't you? So stop bothering me" the manweersmall hissed even more irritated

" Why the hell did you put that thing there?!"

" Man, we are small, you can't seriously expect us to defend ourselves with crossbows when we are nearly blind. This is our new defensive system, I admit that it is yet in its initial phase hence the accidents but when it will be ready we will be invincible! And then let Cynder show her tail here again, we are going to toast her and throw her carcass to the worms!" the rodent cackled menacingly

" Charming" Cynder scoffed

Sparx folded his arms " Then I guess you aren't aware that she is standing just right next to you"

" Wha-" the healer didn't finish his sentence, the moment he laid his eyes on the dragoness je jumped back screaming horrified " Shadow is here! Kill her! Shoot her now!"

Spyro growled and stepped in between his friend and the screaming rodent, if there was a guard that still thought to rise his weapon at the dragoness he never pursued the idea seeing how the angry purple dragon stood in her protection

" You will stop yelling things like that!" the dragon snarled " She is my companion, and my companions deserve respect whether you like it or not! So please stop acting on superstitions because it leads to misunderstandings and provocations that end like this!" he growled and pointed at the bolt sticking out from his hide

The manweersmall stared at the drake for a while with wide eyes and opened mouth before his gaze lowered and focused on the wound. The bloody spot that was now covering the purple scales of the dragon forced his healer's instinct to kick in, his concentration returned in a mere moment, it almost looked like he completely forgot about everything around him, his attention was solely drawn to the injury

" So you are the guy that idiot shot" the healer stated with his typical pleasant attitude, pulled the hem of his shirt and approached the dragon

" Accidents happen"

The healer snorted " He is dumb, and dumb people should never carry weapons"

Spyro threw the guard that shot him a quick glance " He's still young, he will learn"

" Yeah, you tell me that again when you get a bolt between your eyes" the rodent began to examine the injury "A nasty wound" he unstrapped a bag from his belt " Still it's pretty amazing to see you walk after this, everyone else would be moaning themselves to death"

" Dragons can take quite a beating until they fall"

" I know that, I'm not an idiot like that guy over there, stop bragging"

Spyro rolled his eyes, being polite has its cost

The healer firstly wiped off the blood from around the bolt before he started to smear a greasy substance around the wound. He then grabbed the protruding end of the projectile

" I'm going to pull it out slowly but it's still going to sting a little"

" I'm ready. This isn't my first time" the moment Spyro stopped talking he let out a stifled scream of pain as the bolt was removed from his body with one fast move

" What happened to slowly?" he hissed wincing in pain

" Stop bragging" the healer replied coldly while he covered the bleeding wound with the same greasy substance " This will stop the bleeding, your regeneration will take care of the rest"

" Thank you, while we still here could you tell us where can we find Mole-Yair?

The rodent packed his belongings " The building he's is is just below us"

Spyro nodded " Thank you again" he motioned for the rest of the group to follow him

They've made their way through the upper level without any further accidents, even the guards left them alone. The group was only greeted with glances filled with nervousness and despise

" What is this?" Flare asked when they were passing by a stony floor with a lever set inside it. A similar lever was seen just in front of the vertical structure of metallic rails that the floor used to slide on as it moved

" That's a lift" Sparx explained

" What does it do?"

" it allows us to change levels without using the stairs"

Spyro glanced towards the mentioned stairs " Let's use the lift"

Cynder smiled after hearing his proposition, as a group they have to look out for each other. Flare in his excitement jumped into the lift as first. Cynder nodded towards the lever when everyone was inside

" Pull it"

" Wait!" a shout reached them, soon three manweersmalls appeared smiling gratefully, however when they spotted the black dragoness their expressions changed drastically

" Wrong lift" one of the rodents announced and shoved the other two out of the group's sight

" Cynder was in there!" the loud whisper didn't go unnoticed

"Why they hate you so much?" Flare asked " You are so nice"

Cynder blushed at the compliment

" Her kindness intimidates them" Sparx' sarcastic remark made the two dragons laugh

" Pull the lever Flare" Cynder said smiling

The red dragon did as he was told and the lift began its descent, after he shook of his fascination by the strange machinery he looked at the dragoness again " So? Why do they hate you?"

Cynder sighed " it's a long story Flare, at the end of which you will no longer find me so nice anymore" she smiled flirtatiously " And I would like to stay nice for you"

Spyro observed them in silence, something about the way they were talking made his heart sting, the view also filled it with unexplained dislike for the fiery dragon.

Sparx smirke d seeing his brother's reaction, to nag him further he started to hover just right next to his head

" Seems like you have a competitor" he whispered

The purple shook his head " What?"

The dragonfly turned towards the two talking dragons " Flare is playing it well, Cynder seems to enjoy it"

Spyro narrowed his eyes on his brother " What are you talking about?"

" Makes you wonder if she will fall for his advances, they would make a good couple"

The purple dragon growled " So? She can do whatever she wants"

Sparx looked at his brother with a corner of his eye, a devilish twitch could be seen on the corner of his mouth " And you would be absolutely ok with it?"

Tiny flames shot from Spyro's nostrils " Of course!"

" Huh" the dragonfly turned towards the two dragons again " I wonder if they will kiss" he said after a moment of silence

His foster brother let out a stifled roar " I'm going to-" his voice was cut off by the lift's sudden stop, it seemed like it has reached its destination. Both cheerfully laughing dragons left the lift with the dragonfly following them. Spyro however remained in the same spot, watching the red dragon with almost hateful gaze

Both young dragons stopped their happy conversation when they figured out something is missing. Flare turned towards the lift

" Hey, are you coming?"

Spyro growled quietly before he left the lift, as he passed by the fiery drake he fixed him with a cold gaze " Follow me" he announced with an irritated tone

Flare furrowed a brow as he looked at the dragonfly " What's got into him?"

Sparx adopted a dramatic expression " A heart is an irresistible advisor" with that he flew past by the two dragons

Cynder and Flare looked at each other in confusion and shrugged before they started to follow the two foster brothers.

At first glance this level of Munitions Forge seemed more chaotic than the upper one, it was almost like they would be entering the city center of a huge town where people rushed through their lives always seeking the goal they have set for the recent day. Munitions Forge was no different, the group was moving in between crowds of manweersmalls and the moles from above, even a cheetah every now and then could be seen, surprisingly nobody paid them any attention, not even the guards that patrolled the streets bothered them. The word must got out of their arrival, and it seemed like it already spread.

Even if they couldn't see anything they could still sense the hostile atmosphere hanging in the air, but at least this time nobody tried to put their feelings into action. Moles were running back and forth, some were seeking shops but not the traditional ones with food, pottery and the like, most rodents found their way to shops filled with all kind of tools, mechanical parts and other whatnot that were scattered on this. Technology geeks for life.

As the group progressed through the level a building in the distance caught their attention, it looked like a big mine shaft, but instead of going down the tunnel led straight into the volcano's wall. They were absolutely sure who will they find inside thanks to the sign carved above the entrance saying Munitions Forge Core. Even regarding signs the manweersmalls were true to their mining nature.

They've entered the building, despite its outside look the interior didn't resemble a mine at all. Just like in every other structure in the city this one also avoided any wooden surfaces, everything was made out of stone or metal while also being adorned with all kind of gems. This place seemed to be a home and a meeting hall in one where the manweersmalls could seek guidance of their leader.

The mole they were looking for was in the room occupying a big stony table all by himself, the room was completely dark, if not for the light shining from outside thanks to the opened door they would never see the manweersmall in the first place. Mole-Yair didn't look special, he had the features like any other natural inhabitant of Munitions Forge, he even wore the same looking iron hat with a candle on top of it, there were only slight differences between him and the other manweersmalls.

The first characteristic that really stood out was his coat, it had a more darker hue, almost reaching the point where it adopted a complete black color. He also was the owner of the longest whiskers they ever seen, two long silvery tendrils dangled down from both sides of his long snout. The last characteristic that differed him from the rest of the population couldn't be seen from afar, it was his eyes. While the manweersmalls still retain a portion of their sight, the same thing couldn't be said about their leader, Mole-Yair was completely blind. However that disadvantage didn't stop him from retaining the position of a leader.

Mole-Yair sniffed the air the moment the door closed and shrouded the entire room in complete darkness " Ah Spyro, long time no see" he lit a candle on the table

" See is a wrong verb here" Sparx commented

Spyro delicately slapped his brother with his wing to hush him

" I see..." the manweersmall pronounced the word slowly with a bitter tone "...that your brother is with you. Good, everyone enjoys his company"

Sparx ignored the sarcastic and somewhat rude tone, he elbowed his brother " I'm popular"

Mole-Yair sniffed the air again " One scent I don't recognize but I'm way too familiar with the other one. Way, way familiar to my liking"

" I've told you that I needed a bath!" Cynder blurt out quietly at Spyro, keeping a playful mood even despite the mole obviously wasn't sharing her feelings

The dark colored rodent sat here in silence, his claws were slowly tapping on the stony table " Come closer girl" he said sternly after a while

Cynder threw Spyro a surprised, he however returned her the same glance. Both dragons looked at the mole again just to focus on each other moments later. Spyro delicately nodded towards the leader of Munitions Forge, the dragoness sighed, her friend was right, no need to make the situation any more worse by disobeying. Cynder stopped in front of the rodent, her green eyes slimly shone, illuminated by the burning candle.

Sparx grinned and put his hands on both sides of his mouth " And what do you see?" he exclaimed and cackled

Spyro fixed his foster brother with an angry look " Sparx shut up!" he hissed

Mole-Yair ignored the snide remark, he watched the dragoness with his milky eyes, suddenly he touched her snout, that made her jerk back in surprise " I may not see the world around me anymore, but losing one of your senses makes the other remaining ones more sensible. I can feel things other people don't and right now I feel that you have changed girl"

Cynder gulped " That's good?"

The mole didn't answer, he just leaned closer " What do you think of Spyro?" he whispered

Her green eyes widened for a moment, luckily for her the mole had no chance to see her surprise " He's my friend, I would do anything for him" she whispered back

Mole-Yair smiled " My, my, the irony" he took a breath " The once greatest enemy of the Realms fell in love with our Savior. Ancestors have a wicked sense of humor"

" Wha...how...." she closed her eyes to calm herself down " I have no idea what are you talking about"

" Don't deny it girl, don't forget what I told you about my senses. I could hear your heart jumping in your chest when I mentioned his name"

Cynder narrowed her eyes " I don't see how my personal feelings are any business of yours"

His milky eyes focused entirely on her " Denial, the most common way of showing that we are harboring secrets. And from what I can tell that's not the only secret you have"

" Damn" she huffed with faked amazement " You sure developed some skills"

" Sarcasm, another betrayer of secrets. But you won't fool me girl, even if I can feel that you changed, deep down you remained the same. Only someone who experienced your cruelty first hand will recognize that Shadow has a way of concealing herself."

She bit her lip, she can't deny the fact that there is something happening with her that she can't explain. The strange dreams and hallucinations, hard to say what it all means but one thing is certain, they scare the hell out of her. However she can't admit it, she won't give the rodent the satisfaction " Stop it, if you plan to tell on me then do it, I'm tired of your games"

Mole-Yair sighed " I'm trying to open your eyes, you are torn between love and reason. You need to give up of the first feeling, the sign that you are scared of the thing that happens to you is a good omen but it won't last. I've seen the darkness in your eyes, I've seen what you are capable of, you better leave and never look back or you might hurt the people you love"

Cynder snorted " I'm not going anywhere. You lost your sight I get it, happens but give me a break and spare me the typical image of a blind sage who can see the future. It's tiring"

" I'm not trying to talk big, I'm trying to open your eyes to your ignorance. Why do you think Malefor chose you? Maybe because you already possessed the corruptive force within you that he only activated? Didn't you think about it? Perhaps the darkness is fallowing you like you Shadow were once following us. If you care for the people you are with you will go your own way"

Cynder growled " Listen, stop telling me what to do, I can take care of myself and more importantly I can take care of my friends. Don't worry"

" Is that so? Then how do you explain Spyro being shot for your crimes just a moment ago?"

" I..." her voice trailed off, he hit the right spot. Spyro's injury was all her fault " I won't let anything like that happen again"

Mole-Yair shook her head delicately as if trying to bring her to her senses " You can't possibly promise that, even you can hear the uncertainty in your voice. Leave before things get worse, if you won't be distracted there is a chance you might win this fight with yourself"

" Oh, now you are suddenly worried about me?"

" Your fate is no concern of mine, for me Shadow should disperse together with The Dark Master, but that's not the case right now. You need to leave, that's the only way you will protect your friends"

Cynder narrowed her gaze, she could barely hold back her temper. She did wrong, she deserves all kind of punishment and insults thrown her way but the rodent has no right to demand that she abandons her only harbor of normality in this world. Even if she wanted to leave she just wouldn't be able to.

" I'm not going anywhere. Live with it" she whispered firmly

Mole-Yair shook his head " Then go and enjoy the happy moments while you still can because evil never rests. May Ancestors watch over us all" he leaned back into his chair and looked at the group gathered in the distance " Come closer, I'm too old to shout!" the mole's voice changed completely, the bitter tone was replaced by sincere happiness, just like nothing ever happened.

The group approached he table where the manweersmall was seated, as they got closer everyone looked at Cynder. Worry shined in Spyro's eyes when he noticed just how agitated she is.

" I know that I'm repeating myself " the rodent continued " But I hope the next time we meet will be under better circumstances"

Sparx turned from Cynder towards the manweersmall, he eyed the rodent with an angry frown " Let's skip the sweet-talking and get to the point"

Mole-Yair fixed the dragonfly with an irritated glance, however he remained silent as if waiting for something. Uncountable moments later he let out a sigh while throwing the dragoness a defeated quick glance " There is no much I can tell you I'm afraid" he focused on the purple dragon again " That's why we sent you one of the bugs we managed to capture hoping that Volteer will make any sense of it, and more precisely find out a way to exterminate them completely"

" That's not a bug" Flare corrected the manweersmall

Sparx rolled his eyes " Dude, give it a rest"

" What?"

The dragonfly shook his head " Be quiet"

" I just hope Spyro that you know what are you doing by bringing your friends here" Mole-Yair said

The purple dragon ignored the rodent's worry and focused solely on their mission " What caused the bugs to appear?"

" That's the problem, we don't know. The critters just appeared in the tunnels one day and started attacking the miners, we had several casualties already. I'm aware that you have done enough for us already but you are the only one that can change the unknown and prove victorious. So here I ask you, will you help us again Spyro?"

" No"

The manweersmall jerked back horrified

" No, I won't help you because I wouldn't be able to. However WE will help you" Spyro put emphasis on the word we as if mocking the rodent's skepticism from before " I am nothing without my companions, I want people to finally remember that"

Mole-Yair dropped his head down in shame, even if reluctantly " Of course"

" Tell us where to go, no need to put more innocent lives at risk by wasting time talking"

The rodent smiled gratefully " I'll show you..."

The group stood at the entrance to one of the mining tunnels

" The miners inside will fill you in. Let's just hope that The Dark Master didn't have a paw in this. Best of luck to you" Mole-Yair patted the young dragon on his shoulder and returned slowly the way they came here

Spyro looked down the dark tunnel " So guys, what's the plan?"

Cynder stepped into the tunnel, the darkness embraced her lustfully, she turned around and smiled " We improvise" with that she continued her descent

Flare observed his companions slowly disappearing into the darkness ahead " I hate cramped places" he muttered and slowly began to follow the group. The moment the darkness touched his red scales he gulped " I have a bad feeling about this"