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“Spyro…Spyro.” The purple dragon groaned in his sleep. “Spyro wake up.” Cynder coaxed urgently and Spyro then managed to open his eyes; vision blurred. “Spyro, are you okay?” Cynder asked with worry in her eyes. The purple dragon sat up and looked around to see Sparx and their parents watchin…

“Spyro…Spyro.” The purple dragon groaned in his sleep. “Spyro wake up.” Cynder coaxed urgently and Spyro then managed to open his eyes; vision blurred. “Spyro, are you okay?” Cynder asked with worry in her eyes. The purple dragon sat up and looked around to see Sparx and their parents watching him. Sparx looked as if he knew what his best friend was going through whereas his parents had worried faces fixed on him. Spyro looked back at Cynder with a half-smile. “I’m fine Cynder…”