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This is one of the best i have wrote hands down, it has so much plot, so much world and character building but because it has no sex then it will just be passed up for an easy to write page of smut. For those out there reading because you like the story and not just the spicy bits, thank you.\n\nThe picture is here, [url=https://inkbunny.net/submissionview.php?id=1123746]LINK[/url].\n\nI am also open for commissions if you want a story of any kind, see [url=https://inkbunny.net/journalview.php?id=262699]Here[/url] for more info.","description_bbcode_parsed":"Support Patreon if you enjoy the art and stories.
I wonder how many are going to skip this chapter because it has no explicit scenes. This is one of the best i have wrote hands down, it has so much plot, so much world and character building but because it has no sex then it will just be passed up for an easy to write page of smut. For those out there reading because you like the story and not just the spicy bits, thank you.
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The arena had retractable bridges connecting three tall islands in a boiling crater of tar, if all three bridges was retracted then there would be almost no way to get to the exit portal or Shemp. Not to mention, there would be no cover from gunners and archers. \n\n“Right, so i think this will work. Do you understand everything?” Spyro said, double checking things.\n\n“Hmm i think so. You go in first, after a minute or two to make the entrance safe i will follow along. We will fight our way as we do, picking up gems and everything else as normal. When we get to Shemp, who is no doubt in the arena, i will let you fight while i watch your back for any sneaky Gnorcs.” Marble repeated\n\nWith a nod they erased the plans. Standing up and turning to the portal Spyro gave her one last confident look before taking a breath and charging in.\n\nOn the other side of the portal it was just as the other Dragons had said, the entrance was on the edge of a cliff with a decorative archway nearby. Spyro only had to look down the long path ahead to see the trouble, big nasty looking Gnorcs with...wooden spoons? Strange but what was more intimidating was the far smaller Gnorcs on their side. They was like animals, no, even more deranged. Crouched low to the ground they had metal plating covering most of their bodies and face, only leaving the mouth clear as they drooled mindlessly. In one hand a stick darkened over who knows how many fights with blood, a skull fixed to the end. In the other hand a blade, clean, sharp and ready. Ready for a fight Spyro moved forward but he got as far as the arch way before the bigger Gnorc smacked the smaller slave on the back with the spoon. It was like he came possessed, running, screaming as if in agony, teeth filed crudely to points barred ready to tear as he swung the knife like a soldier gone mad. \n\nSpyro dipped to the right quickly, just barely dodging the knife. When he flipped around to fight however only caught the site of the creature running off the edge of the cliff, still screaming. They was blind. Turning to sort the bigger Gnorc he found them very weak, a single puff of fire was easily enough but as he looked into the distance he understand the tactic. The bigger ones was the watchers and when anything gets too close they unleash the smaller savages to charge mindlessly at them, no fear, no capability to reason or think while they torn whatever they ran into apart. \n\nMarble entered the portal, landing to find not a battlefield at least but a very worried Spyro signaling to her to come over. He most likely had worked out what they was up against by now so she started to walk quietly over, seeing as he was trying to keep a low profile as well. Suddenly she felt something on either side of her, head moving just enough to see ropes and metal before she was pulled at speed into the air, up along the cliff wall. Looking down to see Spyro panicking but unable to get to her, she tried to struggle out of the binds only to find that there was a small Gnorc sitting on her back currently tieing her up more like a spider. \n\nReaching the top of the cliff face she was thrown down into the arena on the other side, thankfully caught carefully by something. Something big. Opening her eyes to find a massive Gnorc clad in some kind of stained metal apron. He was flanked on all sides by smaller savage creatures drooling, sniffing but not moving as bigger ones sat lazily near by.\n\n“Ay ay lads look’er at what we caught this time. A stuck up little toy of a Dragon that is proving to be a right big pain in my ass.” He spoke vilely, a slur to his speech as his breath sent her reeling from the smell of it. The crowed seemed to hang on his every word, the smaller ones especially as they would cheer or shout with strange garbled noises. She tried to wiggle out of his grasp but found herself to be encased in ropes holding her legs firmly to herself. He only need one of his massive filthy hands to hold her since his stature was more great than that of the adult Dragons. \n\n“Nay nay lass, no point trying anything. I could throw you to wee ones, they do need a new play thing but that would ruin the...flavors.” He said with a disgusting smile as he walked along the bridges that connected the islands.\n\n“Ah yus, a rare piece of meat like you must be savored. Any other sheep that came along i would just throw into the breeding pits, the wee ones only know two things after all and fuckable food solves both of them.” Stopping to laugh deeply as he eyed her, into her very soul. The crowd was nearly in an uproar.\n\n“Nay, for you i have another idea. All that magic that you absorbed from your little Dragon has soaked deep into you which means one thing…” He said before dropping her into warm water, not deep enough to worry about but drowning was the least of her worries. She was in a pot, a big black metal cauldron that even now had a fire working to slowly heat it up while the water was spiced heavily, even a sip nearly made her throw up from whatever they had added. \n\n“Soups on lads!” He said turning to enrage the crowd once more before sitting down on the first island, the two others protected with retraced bridges. Lastly he pointed out with the banner, the signal given as all the savages headed out to meet Spyro. \n\nMeanwhile. Spyro was mad, not about to let some stupid Gnorc out smart him nor was he gonna let them harm a single curl of wool on Marble’s body. He set out, walking slowly but steady as the crack of wooden spoons rang out and two savages came running, the first destroyed with a single spin of his tail while the other stopped in it’s tracks as a torrent of fire belted him from all sides. The armor protected him from fire but the force of it, the heat, stopped him from moving. Spyro only had to stroll up and give a single clean swipe to end it. Not even stopping he continued the march, eyes on fire but blood frozen as nothing could stop him. The giant butchers fell with ease, savages came from all angles but swatted away like flies, wings beating blasts of air strong enough to unroot trees, fire let loose like rivers. In his wake only the gems was left behind since it was not worth the time to collect them yet. \n\nIt was tiring, to use this much of this physical strength and magic without end was hard going but he knew that rushing is what they wanted him to do. Finally he saw the magic whirlwind that would take him up to the arena, taking a moment to breath before stepping into it. Freeing the arena master Trondo, the only captive dragon of this world, as he walked into the arena he was about to say his thanks but could only retreat when he saw the abyss of rage that Spyro was lost to. He stopped only on his way to the first island as he caught sight of his goal.\n\nMarble sat neck deep in a pot of steaming but not yet boiling water, she looked distressed, tired but not in pain. His heart softened as he knew she was alright but still he was on borrowed time. Two butchers sat guarding her but first he had another wall to get through as Shemp sat on the first island blocking the way to her.\n\n“Ay there you are my pretty. Soups not quite ready yet.” Shemp said as he stood, a mercilessly grin cracking along his face, smashing the warbanner turned club into the ground as if to intimidate the young dragon. It did not work as Spyro simply climbed the stairs, eyes locked on the giant ahead of him. A huge metal apron stained with gore lay on his front, metal sandals protected his feet while goggles strapped to his head completed the outfit. The pair circled the first island, a small arena of it’s own where falling would mean a painful end in the boiling tar pits below. \n\nShemp moved first, dashing forward sluggishly as he brung his weapon over head with a great strike, when Spyro dodged he did not miss a beat to continue striking his way along the ground. Fiery breath blasted his front but with the exhaustion of the fight so far and the metal armor could do little more than slow him down as Spyro was forced to roll to the side to dodge the incoming smash. Next he tried charging but only ended up bouncing off the heavy metal, head ringing as he narrowly moved out of the way of the banner working it’s hardest to bring this to an end. Suddenly Spyro realized something as he stood straight on with the beast of a Gnorc, waiting for him to come running before swiftly strafing to the left using his wings, there, he dug his claws into the ground as he let loose the inferno once more but this time on Shemps back.\n\nA scream rang out as flesh blistered from the intense heat, with grace betraying his size Shemp ran across the quickly extending bridge to the second island. Spyro was about to follow but had other matters to tend to as he glided down to where Marble was being kept, the two butchers proving to be an afterthought at best. Extinguishing the fire first as you would a candle he quickly but gently removed Marble from the water. Freeing her of the ropes to give her a hug but before he could speak she did first.\n\n“Don’t worry about me, lets just go get this monster.” As she broke from the hug. Spyro was taken back from her determination but more than ready to go crack some heads.\n\nThe pair walked along the bridge whispering, nodding, before agreeing on something. Standing on the second island with a very angry looking Shemp they gave him no time, the pair sprinted around each side. As was the logical choice Shemp chose to focus on Spyro coming up his right, blocking a fire breath when suddenly a hard crack rang out as hooves like stone struck his spine hard enough to send him rolling straight off the edge of the island as Spyro dodged out of the way. Shemp grabbed the edge moments before it was too late, his stunned face poking up from the edge as Spyro grabbed Marble front legs mid sprint, spinning her around before throwing her at full tilt straight into the bastard’s face. The force enough to knock him from one island to the next as he clung to the wall, two V shaped hoof prints engraved onto his face as one of his glasses lay shattered. \n\nThe bridge extended to the last island but they did give him time to rest. With Marble standing on Spyro’s back he charged forward, getting close enough he stood mid run to throw her over Shemp’s head. Apparently learning from mistakes he instead moved to the side, putting his back to the edge of the island but it did not matter. Spyro’s tail swiped his legs causing him to fall off balance as a flying kick came from the other side, completely catching him by surprise as he fell into the tar below. \n\nThe pair stood panting. Letting out a cheer and a cuddle to celebrate but something seemed off with Marble. She became unfocused, teeth chattering as she started shaking. Spyro put his arms on her shoulder, trying to work out what is wrong with worry when suddenly Trondo put his hand on her head. She seemed to instantly relaxed, falling to her knees all but drained of energy.\n\n“What was that??” Spyro asked with clear confusion.\n\n“Magic overexertion. Your friend here seems to have been using subconscious physical augmentation magic, a feat that almost all Dragons can do in one form or another but she is not a Dragon...Care to tell me more about her?” He explained, a stern but caring look.\n\nSpyro began to explain more about them, trying to leave out the more lewd areas of the relationship but deciding to come clean if it meant side effects. When he was done Trondo began laughing a little, sitting down as he almost lost it completely. \n\n“You have to messing with me...Ah my word, ok lad listen up this is not common knowledge and if you listen close i might have a few secrets for you as well.” Trondo continued to explain as Spyro give him a nod. Marble leaning on his side as she rested.\n\n“Your…’friend’ there is one of the Crested. According to the Magic Crafters all life has magic, in some cases even fake life too but that's another story. Sometimes, very very rarely ma lad instead of one pebble of magic forming into the Core of a creature a few pebbles get stuck together…” He began, Marble now listening carefully as well. \n\n“This means that when the creature is born it has all the perks of more magic, it is smarter, stronger, can cast spells, will have a longer life span, the works. However. Since it is still a common animal it will often live it’s life having no idea what it is or what it is capable of.” \n\n“It seems because of your..eh relationship the magic of Spyro is leaking into you Marble. It is limited in how much you will end up absorbing but it will kick start your own magic a lot sooner than normal. Now, tell me in the best way you can, how did it feel during that fight? Considering Spyro threw you hard enough into that beast to break half your bones but you are fine you clearly was channeling a spell, like Spyro’s fire breath.” Marble and Spyro looked at each other. She had no idea she could even do something like that.\n\n“It..eh, it was like..hmm. When i was freed from that pot i just looked at him and felt like something was flowing into me from the ground, i just..thought what i wanted to do and it would happen. I would never be able to do half those moves or hit that hard normally now i think about it.” She began but finding difficult to put feelings into words.\n\n“Deep down, how did it feel? A great rage that could you lose yourself in, like how Spyro did to get to us? A cold, logical feeling where the entire world seems to break down into shapes? There are many feelings.” He tried to give more context.\n\n“No, no it was like...My insides was heavy? But my body felt light, it was like if i wanted to jump then i did but higher than i could ever do before, the world seemed like it was mine to make as i wish, dozens of smaller pieces that fit together...I think.” She tried to explain but feeling tired was hard to get it out. \n\n“Ah, listen you two. I have trained Dragons for thousands of years, handled the Awakening of magic in all elements and kinds so trust me when i both say. Congratulations for starting the journey of awakening your element of Earth, young sheep. And that you must not use it again in battle, you must learn to be able to turn it off and on as you please or your risk shattering your Core...your, well, life.” He finished explaining, giving a stern look to Spyro to watch over her.\n\n“Spyro, you have only finished awakening your element of Fire, it is still young, raw and untrained, despite the odd amounts of power you have with it, but do your best to teach her anything you can. I do not forget the fact you learned your own spells in a 10th of the normal time others take so have faith in your own wisdom.” With that he stood to head back, with much to clean up and do he could not spend too much time here. \n\nThe pair sat there for a while till she was more rested, they had gems to collect but only a few since this world was very smaller. After far too much silence Spyro was the one to speak up, in his normal way.\n\n“So..Marbles...do you think…” He began as she looked over to him,\n\n“Do you think us mating counts as magic training now?” As he shot her the biggest grin he had, causing her to crack up in laugher. Spyro himself following suit for a bit. He stood, giving her a hand to help her stand up before putting the chest down. Grabbing some water for them both helped immensely. 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A once powerful training realm for new recruits that was bathed in a never ending solar eclipse now turned into a fortress for the first general of Gasty’s army, Doctor Shemp. He was a strange giant of a Gnorc, savage and brutal, wielding a war banner adorned with some poor creature’s skull.
Spyro and his sheep friend was sketching out a plan in the sand outside the portal. Thanks to the information from the adults they knew the layout of this world. The entrance pathway is a straight line to the training arena, with a sheer drop on the right and a towering cliff wall to the left. There was little in the way of buildings or fortifications that should make attacking quite easy but there was one issue. The arena had retractable bridges connecting three tall islands in a boiling crater of tar, if all three bridges was retracted then there would be almost no way to get to the exit portal or Shemp. Not to mention, there would be no cover from gunners and archers.
“Right, so i think this will work. Do you understand everything?” Spyro said, double checking things.
“Hmm i think so. You go in first, after a minute or two to make the entrance safe i will follow along. We will fight our way as we do, picking up gems and everything else as normal. When we get to Shemp, who is no doubt in the arena, i will let you fight while i watch your back for any sneaky Gnorcs.” Marble repeated
With a nod they erased the plans. Standing up and turning to the portal Spyro gave her one last confident look before taking a breath and charging in.
On the other side of the portal it was just as the other Dragons had said, the entrance was on the edge of a cliff with a decorative archway nearby. Spyro only had to look down the long path ahead to see the trouble, big nasty looking Gnorcs with...wooden spoons? Strange but what was more intimidating was the far smaller Gnorcs on their side. They was like animals, no, even more deranged. Crouched low to the ground they had metal plating covering most of their bodies and face, only leaving the mouth clear as they drooled mindlessly. In one hand a stick darkened over who knows how many fights with blood, a skull fixed to the end. In the other hand a blade, clean, sharp and ready. Ready for a fight Spyro moved forward but he got as far as the arch way before the bigger Gnorc smacked the smaller slave on the back with the spoon. It was like he came possessed, running, screaming as if in agony, teeth filed crudely to points barred ready to tear as he swung the knife like a soldier gone mad.
Spyro dipped to the right quickly, just barely dodging the knife. When he flipped around to fight however only caught the site of the creature running off the edge of the cliff, still screaming. They was blind. Turning to sort the bigger Gnorc he found them very weak, a single puff of fire was easily enough but as he looked into the distance he understand the tactic. The bigger ones was the watchers and when anything gets too close they unleash the smaller savages to charge mindlessly at them, no fear, no capability to reason or think while they torn whatever they ran into apart.
Marble entered the portal, landing to find not a battlefield at least but a very worried Spyro signaling to her to come over. He most likely had worked out what they was up against by now so she started to walk quietly over, seeing as he was trying to keep a low profile as well. Suddenly she felt something on either side of her, head moving just enough to see ropes and metal before she was pulled at speed into the air, up along the cliff wall. Looking down to see Spyro panicking but unable to get to her, she tried to struggle out of the binds only to find that there was a small Gnorc sitting on her back currently tieing her up more like a spider.
Reaching the top of the cliff face she was thrown down into the arena on the other side, thankfully caught carefully by something. Something big. Opening her eyes to find a massive Gnorc clad in some kind of stained metal apron. He was flanked on all sides by smaller savage creatures drooling, sniffing but not moving as bigger ones sat lazily near by.
“Ay ay lads look’er at what we caught this time. A stuck up little toy of a Dragon that is proving to be a right big pain in my ass.” He spoke vilely, a slur to his speech as his breath sent her reeling from the smell of it. The crowed seemed to hang on his every word, the smaller ones especially as they would cheer or shout with strange garbled noises. She tried to wiggle out of his grasp but found herself to be encased in ropes holding her legs firmly to herself. He only need one of his massive filthy hands to hold her since his stature was more great than that of the adult Dragons.
“Nay nay lass, no point trying anything. I could throw you to wee ones, they do need a new play thing but that would ruin the...flavors.” He said with a disgusting smile as he walked along the bridges that connected the islands.
“Ah yus, a rare piece of meat like you must be savored. Any other sheep that came along i would just throw into the breeding pits, the wee ones only know two things after all and fuckable food solves both of them.” Stopping to laugh deeply as he eyed her, into her very soul. The crowd was nearly in an uproar.
“Nay, for you i have another idea. All that magic that you absorbed from your little Dragon has soaked deep into you which means one thing…” He said before dropping her into warm water, not deep enough to worry about but drowning was the least of her worries. She was in a pot, a big black metal cauldron that even now had a fire working to slowly heat it up while the water was spiced heavily, even a sip nearly made her throw up from whatever they had added.
“Soups on lads!” He said turning to enrage the crowd once more before sitting down on the first island, the two others protected with retraced bridges. Lastly he pointed out with the banner, the signal given as all the savages headed out to meet Spyro.
Meanwhile. Spyro was mad, not about to let some stupid Gnorc out smart him nor was he gonna let them harm a single curl of wool on Marble’s body. He set out, walking slowly but steady as the crack of wooden spoons rang out and two savages came running, the first destroyed with a single spin of his tail while the other stopped in it’s tracks as a torrent of fire belted him from all sides. The armor protected him from fire but the force of it, the heat, stopped him from moving. Spyro only had to stroll up and give a single clean swipe to end it. Not even stopping he continued the march, eyes on fire but blood frozen as nothing could stop him. The giant butchers fell with ease, savages came from all angles but swatted away like flies, wings beating blasts of air strong enough to unroot trees, fire let loose like rivers. In his wake only the gems was left behind since it was not worth the time to collect them yet.
It was tiring, to use this much of this physical strength and magic without end was hard going but he knew that rushing is what they wanted him to do. Finally he saw the magic whirlwind that would take him up to the arena, taking a moment to breath before stepping into it. Freeing the arena master Trondo, the only captive dragon of this world, as he walked into the arena he was about to say his thanks but could only retreat when he saw the abyss of rage that Spyro was lost to. He stopped only on his way to the first island as he caught sight of his goal.
Marble sat neck deep in a pot of steaming but not yet boiling water, she looked distressed, tired but not in pain. His heart softened as he knew she was alright but still he was on borrowed time. Two butchers sat guarding her but first he had another wall to get through as Shemp sat on the first island blocking the way to her.
“Ay there you are my pretty. Soups not quite ready yet.” Shemp said as he stood, a mercilessly grin cracking along his face, smashing the warbanner turned club into the ground as if to intimidate the young dragon. It did not work as Spyro simply climbed the stairs, eyes locked on the giant ahead of him. A huge metal apron stained with gore lay on his front, metal sandals protected his feet while goggles strapped to his head completed the outfit. The pair circled the first island, a small arena of it’s own where falling would mean a painful end in the boiling tar pits below.
Shemp moved first, dashing forward sluggishly as he brung his weapon over head with a great strike, when Spyro dodged he did not miss a beat to continue striking his way along the ground. Fiery breath blasted his front but with the exhaustion of the fight so far and the metal armor could do little more than slow him down as Spyro was forced to roll to the side to dodge the incoming smash. Next he tried charging but only ended up bouncing off the heavy metal, head ringing as he narrowly moved out of the way of the banner working it’s hardest to bring this to an end. Suddenly Spyro realized something as he stood straight on with the beast of a Gnorc, waiting for him to come running before swiftly strafing to the left using his wings, there, he dug his claws into the ground as he let loose the inferno once more but this time on Shemps back.
A scream rang out as flesh blistered from the intense heat, with grace betraying his size Shemp ran across the quickly extending bridge to the second island. Spyro was about to follow but had other matters to tend to as he glided down to where Marble was being kept, the two butchers proving to be an afterthought at best. Extinguishing the fire first as you would a candle he quickly but gently removed Marble from the water. Freeing her of the ropes to give her a hug but before he could speak she did first.
“Don’t worry about me, lets just go get this monster.” As she broke from the hug. Spyro was taken back from her determination but more than ready to go crack some heads.
The pair walked along the bridge whispering, nodding, before agreeing on something. Standing on the second island with a very angry looking Shemp they gave him no time, the pair sprinted around each side. As was the logical choice Shemp chose to focus on Spyro coming up his right, blocking a fire breath when suddenly a hard crack rang out as hooves like stone struck his spine hard enough to send him rolling straight off the edge of the island as Spyro dodged out of the way. Shemp grabbed the edge moments before it was too late, his stunned face poking up from the edge as Spyro grabbed Marble front legs mid sprint, spinning her around before throwing her at full tilt straight into the bastard’s face. The force enough to knock him from one island to the next as he clung to the wall, two V shaped hoof prints engraved onto his face as one of his glasses lay shattered.
The bridge extended to the last island but they did give him time to rest. With Marble standing on Spyro’s back he charged forward, getting close enough he stood mid run to throw her over Shemp’s head. Apparently learning from mistakes he instead moved to the side, putting his back to the edge of the island but it did not matter. Spyro’s tail swiped his legs causing him to fall off balance as a flying kick came from the other side, completely catching him by surprise as he fell into the tar below.
The pair stood panting. Letting out a cheer and a cuddle to celebrate but something seemed off with Marble. She became unfocused, teeth chattering as she started shaking. Spyro put his arms on her shoulder, trying to work out what is wrong with worry when suddenly Trondo put his hand on her head. She seemed to instantly relaxed, falling to her knees all but drained of energy.
“What was that??” Spyro asked with clear confusion.
“Magic overexertion. Your friend here seems to have been using subconscious physical augmentation magic, a feat that almost all Dragons can do in one form or another but she is not a Dragon...Care to tell me more about her?” He explained, a stern but caring look.
Spyro began to explain more about them, trying to leave out the more lewd areas of the relationship but deciding to come clean if it meant side effects. When he was done Trondo began laughing a little, sitting down as he almost lost it completely.
“You have to messing with me...Ah my word, ok lad listen up this is not common knowledge and if you listen close i might have a few secrets for you as well.” Trondo continued to explain as Spyro give him a nod. Marble leaning on his side as she rested.
“Your…’friend’ there is one of the Crested. According to the Magic Crafters all life has magic, in some cases even fake life too but that's another story. Sometimes, very very rarely ma lad instead of one pebble of magic forming into the Core of a creature a few pebbles get stuck together…” He began, Marble now listening carefully as well.
“This means that when the creature is born it has all the perks of more magic, it is smarter, stronger, can cast spells, will have a longer life span, the works. However. Since it is still a common animal it will often live it’s life having no idea what it is or what it is capable of.”
“It seems because of your..eh relationship the magic of Spyro is leaking into you Marble. It is limited in how much you will end up absorbing but it will kick start your own magic a lot sooner than normal. Now, tell me in the best way you can, how did it feel during that fight? Considering Spyro threw you hard enough into that beast to break half your bones but you are fine you clearly was channeling a spell, like Spyro’s fire breath.” Marble and Spyro looked at each other. She had no idea she could even do something like that.
“It..eh, it was like..hmm. When i was freed from that pot i just looked at him and felt like something was flowing into me from the ground, i just..thought what i wanted to do and it would happen. I would never be able to do half those moves or hit that hard normally now i think about it.” She began but finding difficult to put feelings into words.
“Deep down, how did it feel? A great rage that could you lose yourself in, like how Spyro did to get to us? A cold, logical feeling where the entire world seems to break down into shapes? There are many feelings.” He tried to give more context.
“No, no it was like...My insides was heavy? But my body felt light, it was like if i wanted to jump then i did but higher than i could ever do before, the world seemed like it was mine to make as i wish, dozens of smaller pieces that fit together...I think.” She tried to explain but feeling tired was hard to get it out.
“Ah, listen you two. I have trained Dragons for thousands of years, handled the Awakening of magic in all elements and kinds so trust me when i both say. Congratulations for starting the journey of awakening your element of Earth, young sheep. And that you must not use it again in battle, you must learn to be able to turn it off and on as you please or your risk shattering your Core...your, well, life.” He finished explaining, giving a stern look to Spyro to watch over her.
“Spyro, you have only finished awakening your element of Fire, it is still young, raw and untrained, despite the odd amounts of power you have with it, but do your best to teach her anything you can. I do not forget the fact you learned your own spells in a 10th of the normal time others take so have faith in your own wisdom.” With that he stood to head back, with much to clean up and do he could not spend too much time here.
The pair sat there for a while till she was more rested, they had gems to collect but only a few since this world was very smaller. After far too much silence Spyro was the one to speak up, in his normal way.
“So..Marbles...do you think…” He began as she looked over to him,
“Do you think us mating counts as magic training now?” As he shot her the biggest grin he had, causing her to crack up in laugher. Spyro himself following suit for a bit. He stood, giving her a hand to help her stand up before putting the chest down. Grabbing some water for them both helped immensely. Marble gave a stretch, feeling much better now was the one to move first to get the rest of the gems all done.
The work was quick since the world was a fairly small one, a nice bit of mundane chores to settle things down after such an intense day. One the way to leave this world Trondo caught them once more, this time with a gift.
“Take this book lad, it is old but the Magic Crafter sages once gave it to me to help me train and teach magic, elements, all that stuff. It should help you both. Oh, and come back when you have mastered your Element young sheep, i am dying to spar with a magic casting sheep!” Causing a bit of laughs all around, finally with thanks exchanged and a wave they departed into Peace Keepers once more. They barely even made it back to camp before falling asleep on the spot, rest well earned as tomorrow they had an entirely new foe to fight.
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