Gekijōban: Limitless Fortress – The Digital Moon Crisis

The desert air on the high mountain ridge was bone-dry, chilling to the marrow under the gaze of a colossal, luminous moon. Below them, the sprawling, jagged geometry of the Limitless Fortress loomed like a dormant beast, its neon veins pulsing faintly against the dark fantasy landscape.
Standing before the assembled group, Kyogi Kagimi’s expression was etched with ancient gravity. He looked across the ragtag assembly: Masaki Kurusu, Tatsuma Hiyuu, the towering and battle-hardened adult Spyro the Dragon, and a tense Takuya Kanbara.
"I summoned you here so that you might be warned," Kyogi’s voice cut through the howling wind, carrying a heavy, prophetic weight. "The celestial moon is counting down, and time is running out."
Takuya gripped his D-Tector tightly, his eyes darting up to the sky where the stars seemed to warp unseasonably. Beside him, Spyro shifted his massive, amethyst-scaled wings, a low growl of smoke escaping his nostrils. The stakes of this realm were far grimmer than any they had faced before.
"There's a dark cloud hanging over this Limitless Fortress," Kyogi continued, gesturing toward the ominous fog swirling around the monolith below. "This digital war was planned. Who knows what direction things will take now?"
Masaki Kurusu adjusted his posture, his keen eyes scanning the Horizon, while Tatsuma Hiyuu remained silently focused, sensing the dark energy radiating from the valley.
Kyogi stepped forward, his eyes locking onto Takuya and the dragon. "The ancient prophecy is unfolding. Return the digi-code to the wings of the bird. Fill it with anger and fear, and the demons will again reappear. For generations, it has been my duty to fight these creatures of darkness. But this time, I cannot do it alone."
As if on cue, a massive, skeletal dragon silhouette cut across the face of the massive moon, letting out a screech that shook the very dust beneath their feet. The countdown had begun, and the boundary between the digital world and the dark realm was starting to fracture.

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