This is the story of what happened after A few old enemies.

Ripto was down on the floor, begging for his life. He had a glare on his face that made Cynder cry. Spyro then turned to Cynder and told her that releasing Ripto would not be a good idea as he ALWAYS gets revenge.

"Spyro, get off me, I think he wants me to do something, I can't help it!" Cynder screamed, with even more tears flooding from her eyes.

Spyro then stared at Ripto, with an evil shine in his eye.

"Release her, NOW!" Spyro shouted, in which stop Ripto looking into Cynder's eyes.

"Too late," Ripto hissed in Spyro's face, "She's already in my control, now my gorgeous Cynder, kill him."

"No-one takes my Cynder!" Spyro declared.

"Except Ripto!" Cynder interrupted.

Cynder slashed her tail across Spyro's face, causing some of his teeth to smash.

"Fynfer!" Spyro cried, as he couldn't say Cynder.

"Now dragon, ol' Ripto is gonna show ya' one of his most powerful spells, one I never shown you before, but now it's time I unleashed the true dinosaur within myself…well, you get the point, KAZAM!"

And then, Cynder, rose up into the air, slowly leaning backwards. Spyro was fuming.

"Fipfo, fot fare fou doing?" Spyro asked in depression.

"Playing the old 'pub' game…of darts."

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Spyro screeched, actually creating a small puddle.

"And guess what Spyro? You're the darts themselves!"

"No, I'm not doing it," Spyro's teeth had remarkably recovered.

"So, the old dino will have to use magic to make you do it, or, what's that in my cape?"

"No, it's not…"

"YES IT IS!"

And with that dart, it looked like the end of Cynder's short life. But there is always a surprise in life, and they always happen at the right time.

"So, Spyro, have any last words for…Fynfer?" Ripto was in fits of laughter.

Spyro said nothing, but knew exactly what he should do.