Assault on Cynder’s Lair
The Flight was long as the group headed towards their enemy’s dreaded lair. Both Spyro and Adir were both eager to assault, Cynder, directly and rescue, Ignitus, but a feeling that was showing more on, Sparx’s face was fear and deep with the two it was mutual.
Spyro after what happened at munitions forge having nearly being picked off by the black dragon was having thoughts that plagued him of failure. What if it was too late? What if he and Adir fail? How could they stand a chance against, Cynder?
Spyro’s worries were equally shared as, Adir, tried to remain steadfast as he rode his companion but the encounter with, Cynder, before still had his heart partially frozen. What if he fails? What if he loses those that is all he has left? He worried over all worst cases if they don’t make it. But he looked at, Spyro, who flew on with a determined look despite his fears.
Adir knew that no matter what he and Spyro are all that stands betw