(Japan)
The Phantom pulled out a pair of scimitars and charged at Haruto. The wizard fired two shots at Naga, but he deflected them with his swords. Haruto flipped the barrel of his gun up, popping out the blade concealed inside to transform it into sword mode. He blocked the Naga Phantom's first overhead strike, only to be slashed across the chest by the second sword. Sparks exploded from his chest armor and he stumbled to the side, another slash struck his back, knocking him forward.
He stumbled into the cavern wall and leaned against it, catching his breath.
"Die!" Naga exclaimed, leaping at him and thrusting out his pair of weapons. Wizard jumped aside and the blades slammed against the wall. Spinning around, Haruto slashed Naga across the shoulder. The creature's scaley hide sparked as the blow struck. A follow-up slash knocked the scimitar from Naga's numb arm. He tried swinging his remaining sword, but Haruto knocked it aside and layed into the Phatom with several rapid slashes, finishing up with a kick to the gut that sent him flying into the wall.
"Now, the finale!" Haruto exclaimed, opening the hand design on the Wizard Swordgun by pressing on the thumb.
"Come on and slash! Shake hands!" the sword chanted, until Wizard waved his left hand ring over the scanner. "Flame! Slash strike!"
Flames and red runes swirled up the swordgun's blade as Haruto raised it overhead and dropped into a battle pose. He swung his weapon down, sending a cresecent wave of fire flying at Naga.
The Phantom recovered from his daze just in time to spot the blade of fire bearing down on him. He pushed off the wall, flinging himself out of the attack's way. The Flame struck hit the rocky wall, leaving a glowing hot scar over the purple runes.
"Oops!" Haruto exclaimed as the rune circle's glow began pulsing and a loud humming noise filled the cavern.
(The Silo)
The team gathered in the shuttle's cockpit. While the rocket had been built from a corn silo, the shutle itself was cobbled together from the Engineer's RV and the Sniper's camper van.
None of the team were wearing spacesuits, instead wearing their work clothes. The Heavy had asked their supplier, Saxton Hale, about buying some suits, but Hale explained that only wussy astronauts needed them and real men just needed to hold their breath in space to survive. The Heavy found this odd, but didn't want to be called a wussy, so he didn't argue.
"Let's get this wagon train rolling," the Engineer exclaimed, flicking several switches on the console he'd attached to the sun visor. He shifted the stick into drive and stepped on the gas. The rocket began rumbling.
Outside, flames and smoke began pouring from the bottom of the Silo. The entire structure shook violently and at first didn't seem to be doing much else until it finally started lifting off. As it rose into the sky, it left behind a trail of fire, smoke, and popped corn kernels. A panel on the Silo rumbled and broke off, creating a loud clatter that could be heard inside the cockpit.
"What was noise?" Heavy asked nervously.
"Probably nothing," Engineer replied.
(Spire of Winter)
Cynder waited for the girls at the edge of the wood. A chill ran up her spine and she glanced around. No breeze blew through the area and she couldn't find anothe logical explanation for her sudden coldness.
She looked up when she heard the pair's footsteps draw closer. "Hello, Tigress. Are you coming with us?"
(Skylands)
Spyro lead the group over a rocky hill. He swooped down into a large depression in the ground, where a Portal sat, glowing bright white. Ancient Portal Master symbols decorated the side of the stone platform.
He waited until the non-flying members of the party caught up before leaping unto the Portal and vanishing in a flash of light.
The purple dragon reappeared in front of the Core of Light. A large complicated machine made from components of all eight different elemental types found in the Skylands. A white dragon with a crystal covered body stood nearby and glanced up at his arrival. A giant tree stood a few feet away, lifting up a support beam for what would one day be their new castle.
"Hello, Spyro," Flashwing, the crystal dragoness greeted. "I thought you were taking a break today?"
"Something's come up," Spyro replied.
