Dark-swordfish

While it may have seemed at a first sight that Crash and his friends were the ones doing the whole heavy work by themselves, that was beyond being true as Coco, and the remaining PSX heroes, were tirelessly working all day and night long in hopes of finding their missing comrades, whilst the machinations of their sworn enemies were being carried out under their noses I can’t believe it…Cortex was using us all this time… That big headed dork tricked us! According to Joe, the doctor is currently building a laser beam capable of destroying Cortex’s space station. But in order to use it, he needs a large amount of power that could rival the power crystals’ energy However, I would like to take this opportunity to tell you that I’m not going to let you hand the gems to that guy What?! What are you talking about?! Didn’t you hear everything I just said about Cortex and his plans! Alright, that’s enough! Not at all, darling. In fact, I’m starting to get a little curious about what N.

Klonoa POV Again, how did he ended up in this mortifying situation? Oh, right...Parappa. That friend of his really had a bad habit of listening other people's business behind their backs. He will have to be more attentive when humming around him for the next time. Where was the wind hero you may ask? And why was he so afraid? Afterall, his friend Lephise made it seemed so easy everytime she sang so graciously and enchanting in front of all the inhabitants of Phantomile. Then, why were his legs shaking and his mouth was twitching in fear by the mere thought of performing a song in front of all the Artisans' mages? “Ya’ ready for the performance of a lifetime?” inquired a joyful Parappa after having peeked through the stage’s curtains-out of curiosity-to see the large public that was excitedly waiting for the phenomenal concert to begin. As one could have imagined, the young rapper was the real mastermind behind all this big event he concocted as a farewell party to Spyro’s friends

Flashback Around 13 years ago or so Master Lindar's POV These magical lands have been long under constant war between dragons and gnorcs. No one really knows when or how far said conflict erupted between the two factions, so there aren’t any valid records to ascertain that event. However, one must not deny that gnorcs are a ruthless bunch of wretched beasts. Always driven by hunger, greed and the need of conquer, gnorcs won't stop until they claim this world as theirs by right. That's why dragons existed, to protect this world from their menace. That's why we, inheritors of the dragons' power, will stand on our ground to stop them from further damaging the beautiful nature of this bountiful world. During one of their many infamous assaults, a small, non-magical village of extraordinary craftsmen-that was under our protection-was ravaged by them. To say it was just a minor occurrence would be an understatement. Those foul beasts destroyed everything in their path and left nothing

Hours before “It won’t end like last time, Spyro” “FWOOOSH!” Spyro: I thought I had him at that time… “By giving you full control of your body, senses and mobility when battling, I can procure us some more minutes in this form”. “Right!” “PUNCH!” A quick hit on the right cheek was enough to hurt Spyo “Urk!” he burbled achily. “Good, the first strike is ours” pointed Aku Aku pleased while Crash regretted in his mind. “I’m sorry, Spyro. But you left me no choice”. KICK! Followed by that first attack, a swift kick on the dragon’s abs “This guy…what in the world is he?!” he cursed mentally. POW! However, Spyro managed to block the third blow with the help of his arm “He…he’s fighting back!” panicked Crash the moment he, unsuccessfully, missed the hit. “This is bad. Spyro’s trying follow our movements, though he’s a little slow with his reactions” commented Aku Aku the moment he noticed that fact. PUNCH! WHAM! JAB! The barrage of hits continued with Spyro trying to