Which probably speaks to the fact there was more magic at work than mundane, but that's exactly what they did to a force field just earlier. The dragon has the guitar strapped away again between his wings. And then as the group is further in, apparently it's immediately odd for Spyro when there's a feeling of the cold trying to worm its way past his scales- trying to impress how comfortable it would be to curl up with his inner fire as warmth, to shut down and nap. Hibernate until...
... Hibernate?! Since when?
Cold is right. Spyro doubles back to Seto after bracing his mental defenses as Ire dictated in a letter, nudging at him. "Hey, you gotta pull yourself together! That other dragon is close, I bet...!"
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Which probably speaks to the fact there was more magic at work than mundane, but that's exactly what they did to a force field just earlier. The dragon has the guitar strapped away again between his wings. And then as the group is further in, apparently it's immediately odd for Spyro when there's a feeling of the cold trying to worm its way past his scales- trying to impress how comfortable it would be to curl up with his inner fire as warmth, to shut down and nap. Hibernate until...
... Hibernate?! Since when?
Cold is right. Spyro doubles back to Seto after bracing his mental defenses as Ire dictated in a letter, nudging at him. "Hey, you gotta pull yourself together! That other dragon is close, I bet...!"