Sparx entered first, then followed Spyro. This last one said:

 “Where are we?”

 “The better question is... what's that smell?” answered the dragonfly.

 Perfect... They are here...

 As the beam at the middle glowed, Gaul laughed. And he activated the green fires with the dark magic Malefor gave him.

 “The purple whelpling!” he exclaimed, his voice resonating through the entire room. “It's fitting that you should be here tonight... as we bear witness to the dawn of a new age... and the failure of your pathetic race of Dragons!”

 “I wouldn't miss it, Gaul”, he answered with some pride and confidence in the future of this fight.

 He took his scepter and pointed him into the Spyro's direction before using magic on him and retort:

 “Then please... have a seat.”

 His was powerful enough to control that action on the Purple Dragon. It was so pathetic. He? Almost as strong as Malefor? Ah! He laughed.

 “Foolish Dragon... you are no match!”

 “I've made it this far, haven't I?”

 “Yes. You have been quite elusive. Had I but known that all it would take would be your miserable amity for Cynder. How tragic really...”

 A form flied and rushed into Spyro.

 “... that she would be the one who destroy you.”

 It was perfect. He was going to die, and it was going to be so satisfying after all he did.

 She attacked him and put him on the ground! He got up.

 “You don't need to do this, Cynder.”

 “Just like old times, huh Spyro?” she answered with determination.

 Gaul, then, let escaped a laugh from his mouth. It was too funny to see that, and too satisfying to know that it will finally be over with this Dragon!

 The two young Dragons began to turn around each other just like if they were in an arena... And Cynder was the first to attack!

 She rushed and jumped...

 … to finally fly into Gaul!

 Rage, Despair and Madness were now flowing right through the entire body of the Ape King, of this broken soul.

 A tear coming to his lonely eye, he brutally grabed Cynder and yelled:

 “This isn't over!!!”

 And he threw her on the wall with violence and strength.

 Fool me once, shame on you... Fool me twice, shame on me...

 She hit the rock and fell unconscious.

 One Ape began to get closer to Spyro but Gaul stopped him.

 “Don't touch it! The whelpling is mine!”

 He wanted to fight with honnor this Dragon and, most of all, as his madness was now controlling him, he wanted to finish it by himself, he wanted to break his bones, to slip him, to make his blood flowing like a river!

 He jumped in the arena, landing with a loud noise. And he put his two hands behind his back before, when Spyro made a surprised face, taking his swords with a loud growl, ready to fight and ready to kill!

 He tried to slash but he dodged, going a bit far from him!

 Oh no, my boy! You're not going anywhere!

 He jumped, his two swords high! And he landed brutaly, planting his sword on the ground violently, creating a magic blow! Spyro dodged again! So he did it again! And this time, he took all in the face! And again! And again! And again! And...

 His swords were stucked on the ground. He swore and tried to pull them back! Spyro was in front of him so he kept an eye on...

 He suddenly dissapeared and a blurred very fast form was rushing on him, right next to his flank!

 What the...

 He felt a sudden pain.

 Then, Spyro appeared again: he was the form. And he was punching him! He suddenly used his horns and pushed Gaul on the side, his sword with him and not into the ground this time.

 He tried to rush on him!

 But Gaul, seeing that, teleported right behing him and hit him with his fist, making him fly through some meters onto the ground!

 He slowly advanced foreward, closer to him. He used his magic and made a powerful ball that hit Spyro because he was on the ground! He laughed and continued to coming closer. Right next to him, he put his two swords high and began to strike!

 And Spyro succeed his defense! He turned his head and used his Earth element to reject him! And Gaul had enough of that!

 “Your time is over, Dragon!”

 He laughed, jumped and did the same technic! Spyro dodged at the last second and, then, the ground broke in thousands of part!

 They both fell into the room where all the magic was catalysed! One Gaul bone was even broke during that landing.

 But it wasn't the only thing that broke. Indeed, his specter broke when it hit the floor. Gaul swore between his teeth when he saw that.

 And that's when the Eternal Night began as the two Moons were now perfectly placed and the beam in the middle glew mighter. Spyro was inside of it and started to levitate as Gaul, with pain, got up.

 A flash! And Spyro's scales turned all black, glowing with pure darkness. He looked at the King with, too, madness in his all white eyes.

 No...

 He recognized the Malefor's aura inside of Spyro. And he knew that he was going to attack him.

 Even Malefor wants to kill me now...

 And that filled him with a rage that even berserkers would blush of as he yelled and activated his two mecanical and retractible metal claws!

 He rushed on him and tried to punch him but he rolled on the ground! He tried again and he hit! Unfortunatly, the claws didn't touched him and he was now quite far from him. So he used his power and created, with his glass eye, a green beam to cut the dragon in two! He missed! Two times!

 He laughed and with a his power, he created fire balls that he threw like meteors on the Dragon... But it missed again!

 He groaned and, then, began to rotate. And he did that with so much speed that it created a tornado that sucked Spyro in!

 The two were now in an undescriptible and terrible melee! Then, the Dragon got pushed out in the air as Gaul suddenly had his head spinning and stopped rotating so. He had to stay still until taking back his minds and taking back his breath.

 And that was the weakness that lost him...

 Spyro used the Purple Dragons element: the Æther. It gone through the entire Gaul's body as he felt terrible and horrible pain. The moment seemed to be eternal.

 Then Spyro stopped and looked at Gaul like a predator was looking at his prey. And the King was completely exhausted, on his kneels...

 At this moment, he considered that he lost everything... He lost his daughter, then his scpeter, then he lost Malefor, which soul was now part inside of Spyro, ready to kill him. He lost the trust of his specie because he was going to die and he knew that Malefor was goin to do something against the Apes, especially when those will try to revolt themselves because of the bad experience they had with every Dragons they encountered. He lost his Kingdom, his Master, his daughter... and now, he considered his life already lost. He knew that he was already dead. He knew that he was surrender by everything.

 Now, he had nothing to loose...

 “What are you waiting for, Dragon? FINISH ME!”

 But he did nothing, which ran Gaul completely mad. He laughed and yelled:

 “Coward!”

 He got up, continuing to laugh as a maniac, and began to coming closer to Spyro, ready to strike and to kill him, a glimmer of hope inside him.

 And Spyro used his element again on Gaul.

 But he continued to go foreward and took it, gritting one's teeth! He had nothing to loose! He believed in that! He believed...

 He began to gor backward as the element was as powerful as a cyclone in which every pain were felt! He put his arm as a shield... but it was useless.

 Spyro stopped... and did it again, as if a sadistic cat was playing with a mouse. Then, the Dragon began to levitate as an Æther's aura was shinning all around him.

 Gaul realized what was happening... So he decided to put his arm in cross and to take all of it.

 It was over now.

 And he felt nothing when the Æther Fury went through him and put into the Eternal Night this Broken Soul.