Part 12

Later that midnight, the young dragons were outside of the temple, enjoying the view of the stars above them and the view of Artisans. No longer can they worry about the Death Hound that they can relax to enjoy their new freedom and home. Spyro remarked calmly, overlooking the hills in the moonlight, "Easy as leaves falling off a tree."

"Flaa-aame!" The weary voice suddenly called out loudly, as the young dragons gasped with fright altogether and the voice echoed from out in the hills, "Where are you...?"

Grayson shuddered, "I-I-I-It's...D-D-Death..."

"I, uh...I have to go now." Flame gulped slightly and muttered aloud, "Be sure to remember me." With that said, the red dragon made his way towards where the voice was calling him from.

Spyro and Ami exchanged glances before they followed Flame into the hills. As Flame ventured into the other side of the plains, the red dragon looked back and noticed Spyro and Ami following him, as he turned around to them and warned, "Get back. You know Death, he'll take you too."

"We won't let you face him alone." Spyro responded.

"Flame!!" the voice called again, as the creature was now close to the three dragons. Shortly afterwards, a shadow of a large, black creature slowly emerged from within the hills, and at the sight of it, Flame took a few steps back in fear. Once the creature was in the moonlight, a large familiar Magic Crafter stopped for a moment and looked at the young dragons before it, taking a few steps forward.

"By Ancestors, it's Elder Cosmos!" Spyro gasped out with shock, before he and his two companions ran to the injured Magic Crafter Elder and stood in front of him as Cosmos sat down to rest his aching legs.

Cosmos weakly glanced up at the other dragons and wheezed softly, "I've been searching...for days..." The Magic Crafter elder turned to Ami, "Y...You were right...We should've all left when we had the chance..."

"Did anyone else get out?" Ami asked.

Comsos replied wearily, "Elder Ignitus...he's safe...Left him in another realm. The Dragon Temple's gone! Destroyed...we're all that's left."

Spyro reassured, "Easy now, Cosmos, you're safe now. You're with us."

"I saw it all in my head, Spyro." Ami spoke out, lowering her head, "I felt the fear, but part of me thought I was wrong. The Dragon Temple's gone and we're all that's left. What should we do, Spyro?"

Spyro replied softly, looking to his sister, "Like our ancestors did before us, we go on, Ami..." The purple dragon then glanced up to the sky, seeing the stars twinkling softly to reveal a glorious new beginning for the dragons of Artisans...