Wraith wore his hood low and had raised his mask so that only his eyes were visible. It was massive, easily five stories tall. Ten minutes later, the four of them were standing outside of the tavern that served as the main restaurant for all the inhabitants of Warfang. 'I guess that fight made me a bit hungry. Then he heard a growling noise from Spyro. 'I did a little bit of sightseeing, protected a dragoness from two bullies, and then spent the rest in a tree watching two dragons in a park playing tag. He must have given Wraith an extra power as well.

He realized that the Chronicler might have had something to do with it. Wraith tried to sound disinterested, but inside he was wondering how exactly he had done what he did. 'I'm not sure what element that could have been, but it definitely wasn't shadow.' 'And don't forget that teleporting trick that he pulled,' Spyro added with a wince as he rubbed his shoulder. Like he knew what Spyro was going to do before he did it.' 'It's like he fought Spyro before or something. 'The way he moved.' Cynder shook her head. Then Flame explained how Darksield had battled Spyro in the arena and how Darksield had beat him. 'What happened to him?' Spyro still had several bruises from his fight with Wraith.Ĭynder explained how a new dragon named Darksield had shown up at the academy and how he had protected her from some bullies. Before she could say something, Wraith pointed at Spyro. 'Got you!' he snickered.Ĭynder glared at him. Wraith was on the floor, laughing his head off. He waited until they passed under his hiding spot, then dropped down behind them.

They seemed to be in earnest conversation. He teleported to the top of the door frame and perched there while everyone else walked in. He could hear the others outside and decided to have a little fun. Wraith got to his feet and checked himself over.

Spyro tree tops last dragon