As the mountain top raged and began to emit toxic fumes and ash, the liquid swam through the ditches surrounding Spyro. He felt the extreme heat emanating from the liquid, and decided that like the white fire, it was best not to touch. Leaving in roughly the direction that Cynder did, he ignored the crashes coming from where he just flew and began calling out her name. The mist was lifting away due to the Volcano, allowing him to spot the black spot that signified Cynder. He adjusted his path towards her.
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