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Chapter 3: Hide and go Seek in the Dark

Dragon Realms, Uncharted System

March 2, 2204

2003 Hours

Undisclosed Location

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           Spyro ran through the trees, jumping over rocks and avoiding fallen branches. Cynder followed closely behind, keeping a good pace. Spyro heard strange sounds… tak, tak, tak, sounds rang through the air and Spyro didn’t know where they were coming from.

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           They ran to where the fireball had exploded and saw pieces of what looked like scorched metal lying on the forest ground. Small fires had broken out in the grass and the stench of burnt metal hung in the air. However, it was what lied ahead that startled Spyro the most. What sat before them was a flaming chassis of a large metal vehicle of some sort. The vehicle was ablaze and smoke rose into the sky above.

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           â€Spyro… what is that thing?!†Cynder asked as she used her air powers to douse some of the fires breaking out.

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           Spyro approached the vehicle.

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           â€I… don’t know…†Spyro said as he inspected the wreckage. As they started to put out the fires, they kept hearing those strange tak sounds coming from nearby. A new sound started them and they looked up to see some sort of flying machine with lights which scanned the ground below. It flew downwards into the forest and Spyro motioned for Cynder to follow. They slowly walked to the edge of a cliff which overlooked a small section of the forest below.

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           The flying machine deployed several bi-pedal reptiles. They each had purple scales and wore shiny silver armor. They held onto what Spyro presumed were weapons, though they didn’t seem like any weapons he had ever seen. The way the reptiles held them they must have be similar to the crossbow that the alliance had used to defend Warfang.

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           â€Cynder… have you ever seen these guys before?†Spyro asked, looking intently at them.

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           â€No… I’ve never seen anything like them other then dragons… but they don’t even have wings and they walk on their hind legs…†Spyro watched as the creatures broke up into several groups of 3 or 2 and headed into the forest. A group went near their area and started to climb and incline that headed to them.

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           â€Come on, let’s go.†As they turned to leave, the flying machine flew up into the sky and flew off into the night. They walked through the grass and heard a screeching sound as the reptilian creatures spotted them. One of them drew a sword while the other two fired their weapons at Spyro and Cynder.

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           Globs of energy flew at the dragons and they dashed behind a boulder as the spheres of energy smashed into the trees and grass around them. The lead reptile charged, his sword at the ready.

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           â€Well now we know they aren’t friendly!†Spyro said and Cynder glared at the new enemies. The reptile leapt over the boulder and slashed the sword at Cynder. Spyro used his tail to knock the sword away and the creature was quick to use his claws against Spyro. Spyro used an Earth Blast to send the creature back.

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           Spyro leapt from the boulder and blasted the creature again with an Earth Blast. The creature’s silver armor shattered from the blast and blood followed suit. The other two snarled loudly and prepared to fire at them again when Cynder formed a whirlwind which smashed the creatures together and they collapsed over.

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           Spyro walked over, prepared to find out more about them when they stood up and prepared to fire again. Cynder then used her air to fling them off of the cliff edge and they plummeted to the lower valley below. Spyro and Cynder walked over and saw their limp bodies on the ground beneath, the 30 meter drop taking its toll on them.

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           â€What the hell was their problem?!†Cynder said as she looked at them.

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           â€Obviously they don’t like dragons…†Spyro said.

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           â€But… aren’t they dragons?†Cynder asked, a bit confused.

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           â€I don’t think so… they look like dragons but don’t have any wings or real horns…†Spyro commented as he looked over the one he killed with an Earth Blast. They heard screeching sounds and they looked back over the cliff and saw two more groups approaching their area, obviously alerted to the death of their comrades.

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           â€Looks like we’ve got trouble.†Spyro commented to the oncoming group.

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           â€Things just keep getting better and better…†Cynder said as well.

           The creatures spotted them atop the cliff and fired their weapons at them. More spheres of dark energy speed at them, scorching the dirt and burning the tree nearby. Spyro and Cynder both retreated from the cliff face and started back as the creatures tossed a rock up at them.

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           â€A rock?†Cynder asked as a blue rock landed atop the cliff. She was about to approach it and pick it up to mock them when the rock exploded and a field of ice engulfed the area it was in. Everything around it was frozen solid and thankfully Cynder was far enough away from it not to be effected.

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           â€I don’t think those are rocks they’re throwing!†Spyro said after the weapon went off.

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           â€No duh!†Cynder said and retreated back to where Spyro was. They caught site of the two groups of running up the hill and approaching them.

           â€Wanna fight them?†Spyro asked. Cynder was about to answer when more rocks flew their way.

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           â€That answer your question?†She asked before starting off. Spyro followed and more spheres of dark energy flew at them. They dashed into a patch of tall grass and waited for the creatures to get into the field. They did and looked for the dragons.

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           Spyro nodded to Cynder and he flew out and shot a fireball at them. The lead two caught fire and screamed as the fire burned them. The others prepared to attack the two dragons but Cynder was using her shadow abilities to burrow under the ground and at once she sprung from the ground, knocking the creatures into the air and disabling their weapons.

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           The creatures landed, their bodies enshrouded in the hazy darkness. Spyro finished them off with a single comet strike and their burnt black bodies dotted the grassy field.

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           â€Well that was… fun.†Cynder said with a smile. Spyro nodded and saw another flying machine come over them. Unlike the first, it was grey in color and held a very different design. It flew overhead, scanning the ground with bright lights. The craft was satisfied with whatever it was that it desired and took off into the night.

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           As they regrouped in the field, they heard an increase in the tak sounds off in the distance.

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           â€Alright, those sounds are getting on my nerves. What are they?!†Cynder said in frustration.

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           â€We’ll never know until we look.†Spyro said and Cynder smirked before they both glided off of the cliff and down to the small open field below. Thick trees dotted the surrounding area and a water fall sat in the distance. They saw a smoke column rising from where the weird vehicle had crashed and some columns rose in the distance.

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           They walked through the tall grass and the cool night air rejuvenated Spyro’s scales. More tak sounds echoed through the night and another air vehicle passed overhead, this one being purple and in a hurry.

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           â€What’s going on?!†Spyro asked as he watched it dash overhead.

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           â€I don’t know… hey, look over there!†Cynder said as she pointed into the sky. There was a raging fireball hurling down to the forest. The fireball detonated in the middle of the sky and pieces of debris rained upon them.

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           Another purple air vehicle flew nearby and landed in the field that they had just been in. Several more reptiles came from inside the strange vehicle and looked around franticly, as if looking for something or someone.

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           Spyro and Cynder went into the bushes nearby as the vehicle ascended, as if by magic, and darted off into the night. The reptiles screeched at each other in a foreign tongue. They inspected the dead bodies of their comrades and started to scout out the nearby areas.

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           Spyro looked at Cynder.

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           â€Want to evade them, or do you want to show them who they’re looking for?â€

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           â€I thought you’d never ask…†She said with a smile and together they bolted from their cover to engage the new enemies.

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Meanwhile…

2003 Hours

Marine Drop Zone

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           Wagner slowly crawled through the grass, trying to avoid the Lakador search parties. They walked through the grass nearby and Wagner held his position and held his breath as they walked nearby. One of them sniffed the air, looked around, and then continued on his way.

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           Wagner let out a sigh of relief as the Lakadors slowly left the area. He slowly stood up and walked through the grass in a crouch position to a few bushes that were nearby. He looked out to another part of the forest. This one had a few breaks in the trees where moonlight came down upon the forest below. Small glowing bugs flew through the forest, creating a nice effect. There were small mushroom caps and some of the forest scene felt foreign in nature.

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           Wagner slowly started to move but saw a Lakador drop ship pass overhead. He kept in his cover and allowed the drop ship to pass overhead. The drop ship scanned the ground with its lights, trying to locate human survivors.

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           Wagner could hear a lot of distant gunfire and he clutched onto his M4. When he ensured the coast was clear, he started off towards a cliff in the distance. There was a smoke trail coming from it and he presumed that was where the Nighthawk went down. It would give a great position to recon the forest and if he ever regrouped with his Marines, that would be the best place for an initial CP until they could get airlifted to the Typhus.

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           He saw a Lakador drop ship land in front of the cliff however and heard Lakador fire coming from it. Obviously they had just engaged any Marines in the area and the lack of human gunfire only meant one thing- they massacred them.

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           Wagner walked into a narrow forest path with bushes surrounding the main path.

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           Wagner slowly walked through the grass and saw two Lakadors approaching his position fast. He ducked into the bushes and watched intently as the two Lakadors passed him by, looking through the area, looking for any Marines.

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           As they left the scene, he stood up and slowly walked from the bush. He started walking but snapped a branch as he stood. The Lakadors heard this and quickly did an about face and saw him. They pointed their rifles at him and opened fire.

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           The dark energy that came from them hit all around and one round hit Wagner dead on. He fell over, but his armor had taken the blunt of the blow and he was knocked over as a result. However, his chest was on fire as the dark energy still heated his body up.

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           He yelled in pain as the dark energy burned away at his armor and he slowly stood up. He drew his pistol from where he lay and fired at the oncoming foes.

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           The Lakadors thought they had killed him with that initial burst, so Wagner’s retaliation caught them completely off guard. One was caught by the hail of bullets and clenched onto its face as the .40 caliber bullets hit him. The creature fell over, bullet holes littering its body.

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           The other roared in defiance and dashed at the Marine. The Lakador drew a knife and closed in for the kill. Wagner pressed the trigger but the weapon was out of ammo. He dropped the pistol as the Lakador leapt onto him and tried to drive the knife into Wagner’s chest. Wagner quickly grabbed the creature’s arms and tried his best to overpower the enemy.

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           His opponent hissed at him and applied more strength to drive the knife into Wagner. Though Wagner wore armor, the hole where he had been hit was vulnerable to being penetrated by the sharp weapon.

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           Slowly the Lakador started to win and a grin appeared on its muzzle. Wagner groaned as he tried his hardest to repel the creature. Wagner was almost to the point of giving up when finally he managed to kick the creature in the leg, causing it to let up enough for him to break the stalemate and he punched the Lakador in the face. The Lakador came off of him and Wagner came again, smacking the creature again and again.

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           The creature snarled before Wagner grabbed his own knife, grabbed the creature, and drove it into the hostile. The creature struggled for a bit before collapsing to the ground, dead.

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           Wagner breathed a sigh of relief, retrieved his pistol, reloaded it and looked ahead. That was a close one. He almost got killed… he needed to keep moving or those creatures would do him in. He pushed on, sweat raining down his face. He whipped his face with his sleeve as the sweat began to come into his eyes.

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           He walked through the grass until he reached the area where the field was. He was two creatures standing in it, a black dragon and a purple one. They both highly resembled the Lakadors except they were… well… dragons. Then Wagner caught himself. Dragons? Were those… dragons?! Dragons are a myth! But… there were two sitting right in front of him…

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           He kept his eyes on them and reached for his side arm. He pointed the weapon at them and watched as they walked into the forest nearby. He didn’t know whether to count them as hostile or local natives… whoever they were… he had to make an assumption… and to him, anything with scales was a target.

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           They walked through and Wagner got into a position to follow when the sounds of a Lakador drop ship filtered through the area. He looked up and sure enough, a drop ship started to lower into the area. He cursed to himself and retreated into the bushes. He noticed that the dragons had done the same.

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           As the drop ships deployed troops, he watched the dragons keep their eyes on the Lakadors. To his surprise they leapt out from the bushes and the lead one- the purple one- engulfed his body in fire and charged headlong into the Lakadors.

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           They caught fire and screamed aloud as they fell to the ground. This immediately got Wagner’s attention and he watched as the other dragon fired off a red blast from its muzzle and the Lakadors caught in it dropped their weapons and gripped their heads. They screamed out and it looked as if they were hallucinating.

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           The purple one recovered from the charge, bit a Lakador in the leg and swung it into the ground. When another came at it with a sword, the dragon kicked it with its hind legs and then hit it again with its horns. The dragon then knocked the surrounding Lakadors down with a whip of its tail.

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           The black one was fairing just as well. The black one had bit a Lakador in the neck, taken it into the air, and was using her hind legs to continuously kick the Lakador as it held the Lakador in mid-air. The black dragon then threw the Lakador down into the ground and breathed a green mist upon the other Lakadors, making them cough and grab at their necks.

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           Before Wagner knew it, the whole Lakador patrol was dead. He looked at the scene with astonishment. For sure he knew one thing, they didn’t like Lakadors… but for that matter, did they like Humans? Were they those stereotypical dragons that ate flesh? Was he just in as much danger as those Lakadors? Nevertheless he began to follow them, intent on getting closer.

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           They dashed through the forest and came across another patrol of Lakadors. Wagner took a back seat and watched as the dragons plowed right through them with ease. They were powerful! He clutched his pistol with a bit of fear, fear for the unknown, and fear for what the dragons might do to him if he were discovered.

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           He had to keep at this routine, but soon he heard the sound of Marine gunfire getting close. The dragons were heading to the Marines! He had to divert them somehow… If they did that to an entire patrol, he’d had to think of what they’d do to unorganized Marines! He had to do something and quick!

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           He followed as quickly as he could but the dragons were walking fast. The sounds of gunfire quickly sounded off and he could see a small skirmish erupting in the trees beyond. He pointed his weapon at the creatures and kept at them.

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           Spyro and Cynder dashed fast through the grass. The strange tak, tak, tak, sounds were growing ever closer. They were also getting very loud. They had just finished off more of those reptilian creatures and were now itching to get to the bottom of these new enemy warriors.

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           They passed through a tree line and spotted a battle unfolding. There were 4 of the reptilians and about 3 other new creatures that Spyro had never seen before. The new ones wore green fabrics that covered their entire bodies, minus their face, hands and feet. They were bi-pedal, had a brown/green metal armor over their chest and lower leg and wore a grey vest underneath that. They wore a green helmet over their heads and they didn’t have fur or scales. Instead they had what looked like soft, pink flesh.

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           They looked like the creature that Spyro had seen in his vision… who were they?

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           They held onto weapons that were similar to the reptilians, though they looked of a different design. The weapons also didn’t fire globs of dark energy like their counter parts. These instead just had a flash that emanated at the barrel. Spyro assumed it was a weapon that shot fire at close range, but the warriors holding them used them as if for long range. This confused Spyro, for he could not see a projectile, arrow, energy discharge or anything!

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           The 3 new creatures defended an area from the reptiles. It looked odd to Spyro… he was used to seeing massive sword battles… and these guys were fighting, he knew that, but how could they? There were no swords, only these strange weapons!

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           The warriors in green clothing fought back against the reptiles. Soon, two of the warriors caught two globs of energy and they fell to the ground. A reptile took this opportunity and drew a sword.

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           â€Finally,†Spyro said in his head, â€a weapon I recognize…â€

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           The Reptile dashed to the first downed warrior and tore off the metal armor the warrior wore. He then inserted the sword into the creature with ease and was rewarded with a scream of pain.

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           Spyro clenched his teeth as he watched… these reptiles were obviously not friendly… to anyone…

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           As the reptile withdrew his sword from the fallen warrior, another reptile dashed to the other fallen one. The other one was trying to crawl away and the reptile drew out an even smaller handheld device which looked like a cut down version of their weird new weapons. He placed the cut down version up against the warrior’s helmet and a purple flash signaled that it had been fired.

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           The warrior in green clothes and with pink flesh fell lifeless to the ground and the reptile snickered.

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           The final warrior in green clothes yelled out something in English but Spyro didn’t catch it. The warrior’s weapon flashed gold and three clouds of smoke came from the reptile with the sword.

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           The three clouds came from its chest and blood came from them. The creature had been mortally wounded, but by what? There had been no arrows fired or sword stabbing… and yet the reptile dropped its sword and collapsed to the ground! Spyro was in awe at the sight.

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           The other two reptiles were appalled at what happened and fired their dark energy weapons at the remaining warrior.

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           The warrior in turn fired his, but soon it failed to flash anymore. The warrior looked franticly at the weapon and discarded it, now trying to flee the scene. The other two reptiles smiled and fired at the warriors back. The warrior caught one in the arm and fell over. The two reptiles dashed over to him and they prepared for the final kill.

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           â€I can’t watch anymore we have to help him!†Cynder said as she dashed from the bushes. She was right, this was horrible, and they couldn’t just watch anymore, they had to do something! Spyro quickly followed and dashed into the air, using his wings to speed himself up. He caught the lead reptile in the back and drove it into the ground, smacking it with his claws.

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           Cynder grabbed the other one in the leg and tossed it aside before using her shadow breath on the creature. The shadow breath burned away at it and it screamed before falling over, dead.

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           Spyro’s target had kicked Spyro off of him and had drawn a sword to kill him. He swung the sword but Spyro backed off and shot three ice shards at the reptile. The shards smashed against its armor and cracked it. One landed in its arm and it fell over screaming.

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           They then turned their attention to the warrior on the ground and noted that he had gotten up and had dashed away from the scene.

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           â€That was rude, no thank you?†Cynder asked with a bit of a huff.

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           â€Well at least he’s alive… whoever he is…†Spyro said in return.

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           They walked over to the one who had gotten stabbed and they looked him over intently. His entire body was made of a pale pink flesh and over that he wore green clothes with little armor. The warrior reminded him a lot of the cheetahs, minus the hair.

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           Spyro spotted the warriors weapon and walked over to it. He flipped the weapon around with his claws, trying to get a better view of it. It was alien to him. The best comparison would be to the crossbow the moles used… it had a trigger, and it looked like there was an area where an arrow would come out, but where did they put the arrow?

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           â€Spyro, what are these?†Cynder asked. Spyro looked and saw that she had picked up something shiny in her claws. The object was a small brass cylinder. There was a hole at the top and smoke came out of it. There were several scattered across the ground.

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           â€What’s making the smoke?†Spyro asked as he inspected another one.

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           â€Some sort of magic? I didn’t see anything come out of their weapons unlike the reptiles’… you think these weapons use magic?â€

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           â€Maybe… look at this guy, he got killed with no arrows or swords… he just… died as the warrior pointed this thing at him…†Spyro said, referring to the downed reptile with the three holes in its armor.

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           â€How weird…†Cynder said, setting down the brass cylinder. Spyro was about to go and inspect the warrior again when he heard a scream… from Cynder! He turned around and to his horror she was on the ground with two reptiles restraining her! One of them drew a sword and prepared to thrust it into her red belly! Spyro was in shock.

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           â€Cynder! I’m coming!†Spyro dashed to her aid but felt something hard hit his head. He was knocked to the ground and saw that a reptile had hit him with the butt of his weapon. The creature snarled at him and two pinned him to the ground as well. Like Cynder, one with a sword approached to finish him off…

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           Spyro fought for his freedom but suddenly everything happened all at once.

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           The creature about to stab Cynder screamed as something hit in the back of the head. Spyro heard small, yet loud CRACKS and turned to see another green warrior holding a small black hand held weapon. The weapon flashed yellow and reptiles screamed and fell over.

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           The ones holding onto Spyro and Cynder let go and dashed at this new target. They grabbed their dark energy weapons and fired at the lone warrior, globs of energy crisscrossing the night. The warrior hit the deck and fired from a lying down position, two more reptiles falling.

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           But soon the warrior’s weapon stopped working and the warrior hit it in frustration. However, it was too late. The creatures saw this, dashed over to the warrior and one slashed a sword at him. The warrior fell to the ground as his metal armor was struck. Another kicked him and the last one grabbed the hand held weapon and chunked it away.

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           â€Spyro, we have to help him!†Cynder said. Spyro nodded and they grabbed the reptiles that were attacking him and tossed them to the side.

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           The last reptile ignored Spyro and Cynder and slashed a sword at the warrior. The warrior picked up a fallen sword and used it in self defense, their swords making a loud clang sound in the night.

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           They slashed at each and the warrior picked himself off of the ground and rolled to the side, getting up. They slashed swords at each other and as Spyro shot a glance at them, it seemed as if the warrior didn’t really know how to use a sword properly.

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           However, Spyro had his own things to worry about. He blew a fireball at a reptile and it caught fire, screaming in pain. Cynder slashed at her reptile with poison and the reptile flew to the ground, slowly dying of her poisonous attacks.

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           They looked over to the warrior and saw that he had dropped the sword and rolled over to one of the other fallen warriors and picked up their weird weapon. The warrior looked extremely relieved to grab one and once more loud tak, tak, tak, sounds filled the night and the reptile he pointed the weapon at danced as if he were being hit by something invisible.

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           Clouds of smoke and blood came from the reptile and it collapsed over, dead.

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           They looked at the warrior and what caught Spyro’s eye the most was a small silver rectangle that was imbedded into the warrior’s helmet. It was small, but shiny. The warrior noticed that they were watching him and he dashed off into the forest.

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           â€Wait, come back!†Spyro yelled. He and Cynder dashed off towards him as he leapt into the bushes.

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           â€Boy, they sure love to run don’t they?!†Cynder said as she huffed along with Spyro.

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           â€No lie!†He said in response. He didn’t know why he ran though; they were acting as if they’d never seen a dragon before! Well, one thing was for sure, the enemy of his enemy was his friend. Spyro hoped that this new warrior was a friend. Well, there is only one way to find out! They kept after him and they raced off into the night, the sounds of battle growing closer with each passing minute…

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End of Chapter 3

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Here’s the next chapter, more to come!

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