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“ yeah, coming from a talking dragon. ” jay pointed out. “ look at you. well, despite the size of you, you're more than i am, and i bet you're hardly afraid. ” the blue ninja adds, dropping his arms down to his sides. “ right? ”
𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍 𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐃, 𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐙𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆. Him? Hardly afraid? A chuckle resonated from crested chest, shaking his head. 〝 The OPPPOSITE, actually. 〞 Spyro answered, no stranger to fear and self - doubt. 〝 There have been plenty times I've been afraid. Like there was this one time where I was captured by these SKY PIRATES, it was terrifying. 〞
“ maybe i'm moderate but i'm not afraid. ” the blue ninja huffed, arms crossed over his chest.
𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐋 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐓, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐀𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆, 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆. His head tilted to the side, curiously. 〝 Nothing WRONG with either, though, 〞 Spyro retorted, 〝 Being moderate or AFRAID, I mean. 〞