Sacrilegious Sacrifice/Dialogues

***Thessaloniki, Greece...***

Spyro: Ah, Greece, the last place I would visit in my entire life.

Spyro: And out of all the cities, we have to go back to my hometown. I do hope I won't encounter my totally lovely and considerate father.

Tashard: Look, son, I know you have unpleasant memories around here, but this is our only lead. We know that The Griffin lives here, and we must seek his help!

Tashard: His name is Carmanor, and he lives on the mountainside, which is near your family's mansion, Spyro. It's tough to go back, but with people panicking and Mohandas on the rise, we have no choice.

Spyro: Alright, I'll go back to my old house just to pursue this lion-bird creature. Rookie, could you accompany me to the mountainside?

Spyro: Great, let's head to the mountains. Be prepared, it's steep, so you need quite a gear to go up.

## Chapter 1

**Investigate Mountain Tower.**

Spyro: Of course our only lead is dead. Talk about bad luck, now who would help us get the panicking crowd to forget about the supernatural existence?!

Spyro: Seems like the griffin, Carmanor, took a lot of hits to the head, and his wings here look burnt. Let's just send the body to Alexa, I hope she could handle autopsying an animal-like creature.

Spyro: Meanwhile, you found the murder weapon. It looks quite like a fancy cane. Let's ship this to the weapons guy, Ryan.

Spyro: Wait, you're saying you recognize the owner of the cane? Spill it out, who is it?

Spyro: Ludwig Siegert? I heard of him before, my father is friends with him, but I found him annoying.

Spyro: I dread meeting him and his greedy personality, detective, although you already dealt with him in Czechia. But since his cane is found near the victim's body, sure as hell he became our prime suspect, let's find him, rookie!

**Confront Ludwig Siegert about his cane being on the crime scene.**

Spyro: We meet again, Siegert, last time I saw you, it was with my father. So what the heck are you doing in Greece?

Ludwig: It's Lord Siegert! And you must be Spyro, what a shame you became your family's disappointment, you could make a potential businessman, you know.

Spyro: F\*ck off with that pretentious attitude, you b\*stard, we found your cane next to a dead body, could you explain that?

Ludwig: Wait? Next to a corpse?!

Ludwig: Look, boy, I know I sound suspicious now, but believe me, I lost my cane right there!

Ludwig: You know how hard it is to climb here in a suit and at my age! Of course, I'd probably lose something precious. But speaking of the body, whose body is it?

Spyro: It's…a griffin.

Ludwig: Hahaha, seriously? All of this nonsense, just for that ridiculous joke? Don't try to fool Lord Siegert, boy.

Ludwig: Since I don't have time to waste, let me go back hiking to your father's mansion. I have a business meeting to attend, and it's a disastrous thing to miss that.

Spyro: Of course, he still acts like a twat, sorry you have to deal with him once again.

Spyro: But since he mentioned that he's going to my family's mansion…I guess we have no choice but to head there. Please don't let me see any of my relatives there.

**Investigate The Perriades Mansion**

Spyro: Home sweet home…not. No signs of my dad, that's good, so what did you find?

Spyro: A voice recorder? My family wouldn't keep this, so this must belong to an outsider, and it's up to us to find out, let's send this to Ash.

Spyro: And what is this treasure chest? I don't remember having this in our home, but I could be wrong, let's just check the contents to confirm that.

Spyro: Please be quick as possible, rookie, it's only a few minutes here and I hated it already.

**Analyze Voice Recorder.**

Ash: Pfft, this is hilarious.

Spyro: Ash, no time to watch comedy and tell us the results. Unless you want to practice being a clown, then go back to watching those.

Ash: Is there a universe where you stop being an ass to anybody? Of course, I did analyze your voice recorder, that's the thing that made me chuckle.

Spyro: And what did it feature that made you laugh so much?

Ash: Well, considering it has the person you abhor so much, you might as well listen to this.

Faragó: You think a bull-headed creature like you scare me? Don't joke around and let's have a proper 1v1.

Unknown: FACE ME THEN, HUMAN, I DARE YOU!

Faragó: Easy task. I'm a champion at beating creatures to death, and you'll be-

Faragó: HRFH! F\*ck! It hurts!

Spyro: Hahaha! Did I hear this right, the so-called tough supernatural hunter, Faragó, got sucker punched by a creature he arrogantly taunted? That sounds like karma to me!

Ash: I know, but unfortunately, I can't find out who is the creature that fought with him, but all I know that Mr. Faragó is in Greece.

Spyro: Knowing how much he hates the supernatural, we should pay him a surprise visit. Maybe he knew about the griffin's murder.

**Approach Faragó Zsombor and ask about his intentions in Greece.**

Faragó: You guys again? The last time I saw you two, you were wasting my time in Budapest. What do you want? I'm trying to heal my bruise here.

Spyro: The bruise you got after you got what you deserve for being too arrogant?

Faragó: Don't rub that on my face, grandpa.

Spyro: Making a snide remark won't make you tough, Terminator. Now explain what's your reason to go to Greece. Perhaps murdering a griffin? We found one killed around here.

Faragó: Good. All creatures must die. But this time, I didn't kill the griffin. The only creature I see here is a minotaur, and he punched me…that son of a-

Spyro: I do hope you get another punch, Faragó! I don't know if you're in cahoots with Mohandas or not, but your ideals on creatures don't match mine. Don't go away just yet, because we will watch you.

**Examine Treasure Chest.**

Spyro: Let me see the contents…Goodness, it's too bright!

Spyro: But these artifacts…I think I recognize this. This belongs to my father! I remember him talking about how he bought a treasure from an antique dealer in Malta, this must be it.

Spyro: He's the last person I want to see here…but since this is a murder investigation, we have to see him…I hate my life.

**See Ignatios Perriades and ask him about the murder.**

Ignatios: My my if it isn't my son, Spyro! You got some nerve showing up right here without even asking me first.

Spyro: I don't need to ask permission from an old fool like you, "dad". The only reason I finally faced you is regarding a murder investigation.

Ignatios: You're detestable as always, son. I anticipate better from you, but I guess even joining IPS still poisons your mind.

Ignatios: But murder? Like your usual supernatural snafu? Don't expect me to believe all of that. I'm a skeptic, son.

Spyro: I don't care about your beliefs! The fact the body of a griffin is miles away from your mansion speaks something.

Ignatios: Are you accusing me of murdering a creature? Why would I do that when my old frail body couldn't climb the mountain easily? Not to mention, griffins don't exist.

Ignatios: You disappoint me, son. Being the family's burden is one thing, but to accuse one of your blood? That's a betrayal to the core!

Spyro: Yeah, yeah, lecture me all you want, " dad"! If you don't want to see me that bad, we'll go, but remember blood or not, you're done for if we found you culpable!

**Analyze Cane.**

Ryan: Yo, dudes, how's the day in Greece? I hope I could meet hot Greek goddesses, maybe they could give me luck this time!

Spyro: I wish I share the same excitement as you, playboy, but this place made me more agitated than usual. Be quick with the results, I'm not in a good mood.

Ryan: Jeez, bro, just take a drink or something. Regarding the results, this is indeed the weapon, since I found the victim's fur on the handle.

Ryan: A shame that the griffin died, man. Our problems are now stacked, but I found something interesting in this cane.

Ryan: After removing the diamond, inside the handle, I saw a paper folded inside. When I read the contents, it features a ritual to summon Kratos, the God of Strength.

Ryan: The paper states that they wanted the cane to be blessed with such great strength, so it can be lethal for Carmanor. It's not easy to beat a 7 feet griffin, hence why the spell is made.

Ryan: Detective, your killer must've been knowledgeable in Greek mythology to know this.

Spyro: So they knew Greek mythology? Let's punish this killer just like Sisyphus, shouldn't we?

**Autopsy Victim's Body.**

Alexa: I just can't believe our only hope in dealing with the public fears is now deceased, not to mention a loss of such a creature.

Spyro: I get it, we're stumped, but that doesn't mean we have to cry on every of our fallen leads. Tell us what you got, Alexa.

Alexa: It's challenging to autopsy a hybrid of a lion and an eagle, but thankfully, I have a little bit of experience in the veterinary field. Your griffin died from blunt force trauma, detective!

Spyro: Uh-huh, we need experience in the veterinary field when we could just look at his head…What else you got, Sherlock?

Alexa: No need to be an ass about it, Spyro. You probably need insights about other things too, like a factor on the cause of death, or if there are any health issues.

Spyro: Moving on, you got any ideas why did Carmanor's wings burn?

Alexa: The ashes indicate it's caused by a flamethrower, so better look at that out. Other than that, I found faint traces of yogurt, garlic, and parsley. Mix that and you'll get tzatziki.

Spyro: The sauce that's common around here? I remember eating that when I was a kid. I missed the taste.

Spyro: But since the killer shares the same taste as mine, that made my mood deplete once again. No murderer should share the same likes as me!

Spyro: Recalling this horrible case again, our lead is dead, and the suspects are just a bunch of assholes nobody loves because of how miserable they are.

Spyro: First we got German Richie Rich whose cane ends up used as a weapon of choice. Second, we got an edgy Terminator who hates all of the supernatural.

Spyro: And lastly…the waste of oxygen that I call my "father". Why does this case have to be set in Thessaloniki, out of all regions across Greece?!

Spyro: Hopefully we could just arrest them all, makes the job easier-

Ignatios: Alright, everyone, drop everything you got.

Spyro: You! What are you doing here, "dad"?

Ignatios: Spyro, stop being hostile at once. I am here to help after all.

Ignatios: Your investigation against the griffin intrigues me, so I checked the mountains to see if it's true, and I think I found a strange lair that you guys may love to take a look at!

## Chapter 2

Spyro: Okay, what about it? If what you're saying is nothing but BS, then say hello to custody for wasting our time!

Ignatios: Believe me or not, this lair has a giant skeleton as a decoration. It looks unnatural, like a dragon. As a non-believer, I admit this discovery sent chills down my spine.

Spyro: Alright, we'll visit this place. But just because you gave us leads doesn't mean you're off suspicion!

Ignatios: Spiteful as usual. Expected from you, son. Whatever, I have a business to do, now go do your stupid job, goodbye.

**Investigate Griffin's Lair.**

Spyro: Well, seems like he's right, as much as I hate to admit it. This looks suspicious.

Spyro: Judging by the size, this is probably Carmanor's home, so any clues you got, rookie?

Spyro: Are these handcuffs? It looks bigger than usual, probably fit for creatures. Is this for protection or twisted kink play?

Spyro: Anyways, take that hairy sample in the handcuffs. It could've been vital.

Spyro: You also found a strange sphere. It looks like it's from the Renaissance, but there's a lock here. Do the decoding, rookie, I hate dealing with technology.

Spyro: A pile of manure? Ugh, not going through that, rookie, you deal with that pile of crap yourself while I watch you squint from disgust.

**Examine Handcuffs.**

Spyro: You got the sample, good. Would've been better if we sent this to Enno, but the fool's busy with a strange experiment and locked himself in the lab.

Spyro: Let's use the microscope to identify the hair ourselves!

**Examine Hair.**

Spyro: The hair collected from the handcuffs is fur. Carmanor's the only one with fur, right?

Spyro: Nevermind, this is a bull's fur, and the only one I can think to have this is a minotaur!

Spyro: Oh yeah, Hungarian Terminator seems to have a beef with a minotaur. Is this minotaur the same as that one?

Spyro: Whatever, let's just explore around here and hope we could find the minotaur ourselves.

**Meet with the minotaur, Tavros Truthstriker.**

Tavros: STATE YOUR BUSINESS, HUMANS! ARE YOU HERE TO HUNT ME, LIKE THAT TATTOOED MAN?!

Spyro: Can you just speak normally without screaming? And no, we're not hunters, we're with the IPS.

Tavros: IPS? GOOD, I TRUST YOU FOR NOW. WHAT DO YOU WANT?

Spyro: Rest in peace my ears…

Spyro: Look, Mr. Truthstriker. We found a dead griffin, his name is Carmanor. Since you're a creature from this area, we want to know if you're acquainted with Carmanor or not.

Tavros: NO! MY FRIEND IS DEAD?! WHO WOULD DO THIS?!

Spyro: We're finding that out. For now, tell us your relationship with Carmanor.

Tavros: CARMANOR IS KIND, DETECTIVES. WE ARE THE ONLY CREATURES LEFT IN THESSALONIKI, SO WE BOND TOGETHER.

Tavros: PLEASE CATCH THIS MURDERER, DETECTIVES. I JUST CAN'T STAND LIVING WITHOUT HIM.

Tavros: THIS KILLER…I SWEAR IF I FOUND THEM, I WILL BEHEAD THEM WITH THIS AX!

Spyro: Take a chill pill, Bull-boy, we don't want more murders here, so stay here as we are investigating your friend's death.

**Examine Sphere Safe.**

Spyro: You rounded up the clues yet from this thing? Bad pun, I know.

Spyro: A talisman? I'm unfamiliar with this stuff, but honestly, the shape looks like a bat. And you know the creature that can turn themselves into one: Vampires.

Spyro: A Renaissance-like sphere plus a vampire talisman. Mix the two and you get the character that would keep these two: The one and only Vlad Lugosi.

Spyro: Fancy to see him around here amidst the chaos, let's pay our friend a visit shall we?

**Ask Vlad Lugosi about his presence in Greece.**

Vlad: Thank goodness, IPS, you're here. All the snarl across Europe made my head vertiginous already.

Spyro: I know, and we're working hard to stop Mohandas' actions. What brings you here in Greece, Vlad? A vacation? Or perhaps, business?

Vlad: The latter, of course. I am here to meet supernatural creatures for a civil discussion on dealing with the frowzy tumult in Europe. My first guest is supposed to be Carmanor, do you happen to see him?

Spyro: Dead, Vlad. The creature who could assist us in diffusing the panicked crowds' memories is dead.

Vlad: Carmanor's deceased? How execrable!

Vlad: I guess there's no more choice but to concede to the enemy's victory. No way the populace would by any chance, disremember their memories. Not even the waters of Lethe in Greek mythology could help.

Vlad: With an ending like this, I shall go back to my castle and eat tzatziki as I espy the sight of turmoil by the unsuspecting mortals.

Spyro: Nope, stay right here, Vlad. We have to book you as a suspect, so eat your tzatziki somewhere nearby instead.

**Examine Pile of Manure.**

Spyro: Yuck, I can't believe you're robust enough to dig through the pile of dung without flinching! Have you ever done this before?

Spyro: But you did discover a canister. Good observation, it does look like a gas canister used by a flamethrower!

Spyro: But what is that residue over here? Looks powdery? Doesn't sound like what kerosene would produce, let's take a sample of that.

**Examine Gas Canister.**

Spyro: Good, let's take this to Enno. I heard he's finished with his work. I admit I'm not ready yet when it comes to entering his dreadful laboratory.

**Analyze Black Residue.**

Spyro: Okay, Enno, would you care to elaborate on what you are working on this time?

Enno: Nothing…it's just a letdown! I failed as a man of science!

Spyro: What? What the heck did you do to loathe yourself? That doesn't sound like you at all.

Enno: Look, after I heard the griffin died, it's just…I have to take action on making the antidote to help people forget about supernatural existence. All the chaos is just making my head spin!

Enno: But I seem to have the inability to craft such potent things like that.

Spyro: Damn, this is the first time I ever see you use your science ability for the greater good. I thought you were making another moonstruck creation.

Spyro: But, the reason we came here is to ask you whether you already examined the residue or not. Have you?

Enno: Yes, I did. The substance you sent to me is nicotine, detective. And flamethrowers don't use nicotine, only cigarettes do.

Enno: But since there's a lot of nicotine right here, one can say this is for cigars, a thicker version of a cigarette.

Spyro: Our killer has a taste for cigars? Good, we don't share the same taste, I much prefer the good ol' cigarettes.

Spyro: Speaking of which, I know that my father loves cigars so much that he even bought an entire collection in Cuba, so let's add it to his profile.

Spyro: If this case is over, I would take a pint of beer after this. Just what is this case anyways?

Spyro: Well, we met the victim's furry friend, Tavros Truthstriker, and our old friend Vlad.

Spyro: Oh well, at least we met decent suspects aside from the first three assholes.

Spyro: Whatever, why don't we just go back to the mountaintop? I feel like we missed a lot of things, rookie.

**Investigate Ruins.**

Spyro: Without wasting time, tell me what you get, rookie?

Spyro: A book? I can't bother reading the contents, so you see it yourself.

Spyro: Faded again? What's with every paper and its fadedness? Is this a common trope? Screw it, just recover it yourself!

Spyro: Whatever this thing is, it looks sketchy, but I can't make out what this device is.

Spyro: But since you saw other kits surrounding this, maybe we can mash them together to make this thing clear?

**Examine Notebook.**

Spyro: Nice, now we can see the contents. What does it say?

Spyro: Ah, this book sounds like a diary, and it's written five years ago. It says "I met a giant bird creature, he is a griffin if I recall. I must see him, head to Thessaloniki.".

Spyro: So someone encountered the griffin five years ago, but I can't tell who's the writer.

Spyro: Fine, let's just send this to the local whore, Jennifer.

**Analyze Diary.**

Jennifer: Thanks for sending me this diary, detective. You know that digging into people's past kinda gets me…excited.

Spyro: If that's the case, I hope you never see mine.

Jennifer: Definitely not. Now about the diary, all I can tell you is the writer is a male due to the hard strokes. And based on how fragile the writing is, he must've been old.

Jennifer: There are a lot of details, but since I don't want to waste your time, I can say this diary belongs to Lord Siegert.

Spyro: Siegert…Ah, that haughty bastard, not only is he suspicious, but he's also a lying clod. Let's go bust his chops, rookie!

**Confront Ludwig Siegert about his diary.**

Ludwig: You again?! Leave me alone! Can't an old man eat a bit of tzatziki whilst seeing the nature of this mountainside?

Spyro: Shove that tzatziki up your ass and tell us about this diary, Siegert! You lied to us about not meeting Carmanor!

Ludwig: I- Okay, I admit, I did see the griffin. It was in my hometown when I was bored and reading a book about Greek mythology before I saw the griffin outside my window.

Ludwig: It was mystical! I had never seen such a thing before, but the thing fled. So I spent my years researching about them and found out they live in Thessaloniki.

Ludwig: It took me five years to find out, and I set foot on this land, pretending to do business. Storing a bunch of cigars and taking a hike is painful at my age, but I tried and I finally saw it.

Ludwig: But the problem is, the thing's dead. I came here just for nothing!

Spyro: I call this BS, Siegert! If you're just making excuses to justify your killing, not even your nobility status would stop you from conviction!

**Examine Strange Device.**

Spyro: Mashing that up didn't help, I still have no idea what is that, rookie.

Spyro: I mean, we can test this right?

Spyro: Woah! Did this thing just shoot a giant net? This sounds like something out of a superhero movie!

Spyro: Oh wait, did you see that symbol on this gun? It looks like my family's crest. In other words, we have to talk to my father once again. F\*cksakes.

**Question Ignatios Perriades about his net device.**

Spyro: We met again, "dad". First thing first, tell us about this device we found with our family's crest.

Ignatios: Give me a second, I'll answer once I finished eating my tzatziki.

Ignatios: Where are we? Ah yes, the device. It's a significant item I use to hunt the griffin, son.

Spyro: Now you admit that you knew about Carmanor?! The last time we talked with you, you lied about not knowing who is he!

Ignatios: I knew you would make me your prime suspect if I say I am aware of the griffin, Spyro, so I kept quiet about it. But trust me, I didn't murder him.

Ignatios: I loathe the existence of such a creature near my home, detective. I have to take it down before he took me first. As a human, I value my life.

Spyro: So about you being a skeptic, was that a lie too?

Ignatios: Nope, I am still skeptical about supernatural existence, but I do believe griffins exist based on the Greek mythology book I read.

Spyro: And if that led you to murder Carmanor, then you'll pay with severe consequences, "dad"!

Spyro: Good lord, not only we confronted a bunch of imbeciles, but the fact they also lied pisses me off too.

Spyro: I still think Siegert is the prime suspect, like how could you lose a cane that quickly without a rational explanation?

Ash: Detective, there's something bad happening!

Spyro: What things, Ash? This whole case is downright bad already!

Ash: No, it's Tavros, he went on a rampage and is attacking any human he sees!

## Chapter 3

Spyro: The minotaur? On a rampage? Goddamnit, now we have to deal with more problems!

Spyro: Let's bring some sense to him. Come on, rookie, we shouldn't waste time before anyone gets injured!

Ludwig: Mein Gott! Someone help me please!

Tavros: DIE MORTAL! THIS IS FOR CARMANOR!

Spyro: Tavros Truthstriker! Stop at this instant!

Tavros: WHAT DO YOU WANT! I NEED TO AVENGE CARMANOR! I FAILED AS A FRIEND FOR LETTING HIM DIE!

Tavros: WHAT I REGRET IS THAT I ARGUED WITH CARMANOR LAST TIME I SPOKE WITH HIM! THIS IS HOW I HANDLE MY GUILT, MORTALS!

Spyro: You argued with Carmanor? Okay, Tavros, sit down because we need to talk with you. And you, Siegert, scram off and don't even return.

**Talk sense on Tavros Truthstriker.**

Spyro: Elaborate please, Tavros, what did you and Carmanor argue on?

Tavros: IT WAS NOT SEVERE, BUT CARMANOR IS ANNOYED ON THE FACT THAT I AM TOO CLINGY ON HIM.

Tavros: I SEE HIM AS MY SAVIOR, DETECTIVE. HE SAVED MY LIFE A LOT OF TIMES, AND THE FACT HE WANTED TO AVOID ME, HURTS.

Tavros: THIS MADE ME SAD, AND WE FOUGHT ABOUT THIS, AND I LEFT CURSING HIM, BEFORE EATING A TON OF TZATZIKI TO COOL OFF.

Tavros: BUT IT'S TOO LATE, I GOT HIM KILLED AFTER I LEFT HIM ALONE. I WILL HUNT THE ONE WHO DID THIS, MARK MY WORDS!

Spyro: No, you won't, Tavros. And your grief won't excuse your suspicion, considering there's a chance you could've killed Carmanor during the argument. We'll see once evidence finds out who is culpable…

Spyro: Well, now that we're here, we should investigate this lair once again, considering this is the last place Carmanor was seen alive!

**Investigate Skeleton Arch.**

Spyro: A part of me wonders who this skeleton belongs to, perhaps a dragon?

Spyro: No, that'd be impossible, but let's focus on the clues. Did you find a shotgun? Judging by the design, it looks like the thing supernatural hunters use to defeat bigger threats.

Spyro: I assume this belongs to Faragó, but what is that thing covering this? Let's take a sample!

Spyro: And this pile of bones, wanna dig it through? I'm not doing it, though.

Spyro: You want to? Good, rookie, now dig it yourself, I'm taking a smoke.

**Examine Shotgun.**

Spyro: Considering how far we are from the lab, can we just use the microscope instead to identify these strands of hair?

**Examine Strands.**

Spyro: Based on the database, this is Carmanor's fur. Did the victim do something to Faragó?

Spyro: Either way, we gotta confront the so-called tough hunter ourselves, rookie.

**Question Faragó Zsombor about Carmanor's hair on his gun.**

Spyro: Hey edgelord, care to tell us about this gun of yours? Did you try to fight with the victim or something?

Faragó: You could say that. When I fought with that scum of a minotaur, Tavros something, Carmanor rushed in to save him. He attacked me, detective.

Faragó: Me? Beaten by two creatures? This is humiliating, at this point, my reputation fell just like Icarus trying to reach the sun and failing.

Faragó: Not even a quick cigar smoke could clear my head from this carnage, so I sought revenge on Carmanor.

Faragó: I wanted to teach that bird hybrid a lesson, but then you came to me and told me he's dead!

Spyro: If you did accomplish your vengeance, your career is the last thing you'll worry about!

**Examine Pile of Bones.**

Spyro: I hope those skulls didn't bite you, rookie, now let me see what you found.

Spyro: A locket? Hold up, there's Vlad here, but who is that woman next to him?

Spyro: It's best if we seek Vlad about this, rookie!

**Inquire Vlad Lugosi about the locket found in the victim's lair.**

Spyro: Vlad, can we have a minute and ask you regarding the locket we found on Carmanor's lair, it has your picture on it, and a woman next to you. Who is she to you?

Vlad: Ah, that. Detectives, you have to understand, that girl is more than anything to me.

Vlad: She was from a different coven, but I can't handle the propulsion developing inside of me. I want her, detective.

Vlad: But…before I could talk to her again, Carmanor…he…he killed everyone in her coven, her included.

Vlad: The wounds on my heart burgeoned, detective, my animosity towards Carmanor has surmounted. I wanted to avenge her, detective.

Vlad: The powers of Hades took over me, and I started to massacre any griffins I gawk at in my hometown.

Vlad: I burnt their bodies with the cigars I enjoy, but soon I realize what I did. I've been blinded with vengeance. This is where I feel contrition.

Vlad: It's best if I reach the compatible conclusion, hence why I left the locket on Carmanor's lair. I wanted to convey to him a warning, hoping he'll reform from his sins.

Vlad: I'm sorry I hid this from you, detectives. I'm not inclined to reveal my caliginous past when you first interrogated me, but now I have to come clean.

Spyro: I confess, I didn't think you'll uncover rage towards anyone, Vlad, you're always on about peace and armistice.

Spyro: But if your rage came back and you killed Carmanor for it, you know what will happen next, Vlad, and it won't be pleasant.

Spyro: Did I just see Vlad uncover his dark past? That's very unlikely for him to do, not gonna lie.

Tashard: Vlad's not perfect, son. As respectful as he is, he is still vulnerable to mistakes, anyone can, even you, detective.

Tashard: But enough daydreaming on the seat, you should go back to your father's mansion, Spyro. Lord Siegert called me, saying he found a bunch of weird things, and he wants us to see them.

Spyro: Siegert? Helping us? What world do we even live in now…

**Investigate Carriage.**

Ludwig: There you are, after that encounter with the minotaur…I can't help but feel paranoid. You're right, the supernatural is something you shouldn't underestimate…

Ludwig: Hence why I called you, I found this weird thing. It looks like a pendant, but it glows green!

Spyro: Siegert, I hate to say this but, thanks for the assistance. Now you should go, let us do this business ourselves.

Spyro: We can send the pendant to Ryan later, but you say you found a crate? I mean, is it important?

Spyro: Ah, it looks like it's forcefully broken into. That's suspicious, yes, so let's search through the crate!

**Analyze Pendant.**

Ryan: Man, Lord Siegert's right, this thing glows bright! Last time I nearly went blind was when I opened Discourt in light mode!

Spyro: Do people still play Discount? No wonder why the grass is still untouched!

Ryan: Cold, man. Regarding your pendant here, well it's quite a challenge to delve into, but I found the answer about the glowing part!

Ryan: According to the ancient lore of witchcraft, this pendant is specifically enchanted with healing properties, especially from large attacks.

Ryan: This belongs to the killer since I found traces of tzatziki on it. I mean, it makes sense, killing a griffin is not an easy feat, you need a lot of talismans for protection, otherwise, you'll be squashed!

Ryan: But that's not all, there are a few skin cells around the edges. I sent them all to Enno, and he said the killer is someone under 70 years old!

Spyro: How did he figure that out based on skin cells? Nevermind, the answer didn't matter, as long as we got a cell to give to our killer anyways.

**Examine Crate.**

Spyro: This looks so messy! Whoever stored all of this, needs to be fired!

Spyro: Wait, is this a flamethrower? Finally, we got our murder weapon!

Spyro: What are these stains on the flamethrower, anyway, let's take a sample of this.

**Examine Flamethrower.**

Spyro: Be quick, send this to Enno, and we're all done once the analysis is finished!

**Analyze Stain.**

Spyro: Enno, cut to the chase, and tell us about the sample quickly!

Enno: Sure I will, the failure I did earlier demotivates me to do more experiments, nevertheless.

Enno: It's just paint, detective. I'm not sure where it came from, but judging by the high amount of splatter, I guess your killer accidentally spilled it all over the weapon whilst trying to hide the weapon on the crate!

Enno: With this, your killer must have a red stain on their outfit, since it's impossible to not get yourself soiled from paint since it's huge!

Spyro: Our killer has red paint on their clothes? They can paint the cell walls with how long their conviction will be!

Spyro: This is it, rookie, the moment of truth.

Spyro: I'm not quite prepared for this, but we have to move forward and catch the killer in this case, let's do it!

**Take care of the killer now!**

Spyro: I can't believe it was you. How could you kill Carmanor?

Ignatios: Oh come on, son. You seriously think I would do such a thing?

Spyro: Don't call me your son. You never cared about me.

Ignatios: How dare you talk to me like that!? I raised you up to be a good man, yet you decided to leave us for a stupid job.

Spyro: Getting away from you was the best thing I did my whole life.

Ignatios: You're just like your mother. Weak, sensitive, and completely unaware of the world.

Ignatios: You seriously wanted to protect the scum of the planet? All they do is terrorize people and cause chaos.

Spyro: Not all of them are like that. Our job is to protect those who deserve it.

Ignatios: Who cares about the few good souls when the rest are here? In war you have to make hard decisions.

Spyro: What war are you talking about?

Ignatios: The one we will fight in very soon. It's for the greater good. You will see.

Spyro: What is your role in all of this?

Ignatios: Mohandas saw the potential in me. They know I'm loyal and would do anything to reach my goals.

Ignatios: Don't you see I'm only doing this to protect us?

Spyro: No, I do not. All I see is a crazy old man, trying to change the world when it's already working fine.

Ignatios: Don't make this even harder than it already is, son. Join me and we will make things right.

Ignatios: Please don't make me choose sides between justice and family, because you will lose.

Spyro: I'm afraid you will have to come with us. Game over for you, "dad".

Ignatios: I'm afraid I can't do that. If this is the end for me, so be it.

Spyro: Please don't do this. Just put your hands behind your back.

Ignatios: I did the right thing! I just wanted to help! I can't let the supernatural hide in the shadows any longer!

Ignatios: I won't live in a world with them.

Spyro: NO! STOP!

Spyro: \*BANG!\*

Spyro: I'm sorry it has come to this. I had to do it.

Tashard: You did good, son. We can't let anyone help that maniac.

The Ördög: Hello there, friends. I have a message to deliver from Mohandas.

The Ördög: They said that if you try to stop their plans, they will send their little helpers to kill everyone who gets in their way.

Spyro: Well, you can tell Santa to go fu-

Tashard: Calm down, Spyro. Calm down. We get the message. Good day to you.

Spyro: I hate them so much. All of them.

Tashard: I know, son, I know. Everything will be fine. Eventually.