Retracing Sabre: Finale

Savior found herself in a secluded grove, with Sabre looking at a blossoming lotus flower.
Lisa appeared from the holographic flower, her eyes serious and her clothing exposing... a bit too much skin.
In the distance, a volcano steadily had a purple fire coming from it.
Her heart sinking, Savior remembered the tale of the artificial volcano Greely'd sacrificed himself to stop. Mia had told her the story in a hurry, so she didn't remember much, but she did remember something about Sabre sacrificing himself to stop the volcano.
Great.
They were surrounded by plump trees that seemed as if they were filled with lots of water. If not water, pulp. If not pulp, air. And air seemed to infer something... weird. A pond that extended to the horizon was to Savior's left side, and a pathway covered with vines to her right. The musk of phantoms crept through the vines, which didn't bode well with Savior's lunch.
"Sabre, we're glad that you've chosen to assist us with our predicament. The Queen has chosen to seep into the volcano nearby, and the King is mustering power to fully form from his palace through a nearby portal. If we don't get the power of the Alpha stones on our side... well, then world go ka-boom, all is lost." said Liza.
Sabre grimly nodded, his beaded necklaces rubbing against each other in agitation.
(Not that they had minds of their own, that would be creepy yet possible.)
"I understand, Liza. I myself have seen the wrath of evil at its peak, and being an exiled prince, I do understand the complications of politics."
Liza pointed towards the vines, which furled onto the branch they were hanging from.
"The phantoms the Queen sent here are patrolling, and have poisoned our Chompers. I believe that if you plug the pipes that are crusting the river, though, the wells will purify and you can get the Chompers into working order again. Some of Graham's favorite monkeys have been captured, and we need you to rescue them, Sabre. They'll help you gain access to the cave the King is creeping through."
As soon as Liza vanished in a flurry of lotus-scented smoke that almost intoxicated Savior to the point of forgetting her troubles (ugh), Sabre trotted calmly out into wild grass.

Savior was whipped through time at top speed, and felt her lips peeling back - for the first time in her life, though, not to snarl.
Before, she'd been safely whisked (somehow) without traveling at top speed, but it seemed as if magic were loosening... or Sabre was weakening his grip on her consciousness and his own memories.
The thought scared Savior more than learning so much about the phantoms that she'd wanted to wake up in a pile of leaves and imagine it had never happened; meeting Ledra.
Her stomach spun in circles while her lunch sloshed around apathetically, and colors traveled by at breakneck speeds.
A warble escaped from her surroundings, a low noise that didn't seem to match any letter of the known alphabet.
Savior hoped it wasn't her.
Just as she felt like her eyeballs were going to fall out, Savior landed precariously close to a ledge that plunged into lava.
A portal of darkness constructed out of phantom material and ancient stones glimmered loomed near her, piles of debree piled nearby.
Regaining her balance, she looked up.
Teeth of crystal seemed to want to fall down and crush her, a sort of red fire glimmering inside them.
Not very helpful.
Around her, a thin layer of volcanic ash covered hard rock that extended for ten feet, then dipped down into a chasm filled with Phantom Pods and rivers of lava.
Sabre was next to her, carrying three glowing Alpha Stones - the green variety, not the fire kind.
"My salvatore, the end is near." Sabre mused.
Savior almost thought that Sabre was talking to the Alpha Stones, since he didn't look up.
"I will use my magic to bring the volcano down, at least until Agate and DarkBreath bring it back up... rather unfortunate. My efforts to find Marco would've been in vain... unless you continue my legacy, salvatore."
His dark eyes seemed to penetrate her steel fur, which unsettled Savior. She couldn't imagine him as a jolly shipmate of Marco's... unless he'd always been serious.
Serious was Savior's specialty. Maybe that was why Sabre seemed to had chosen her instead of a senior hero, such as Frost or Snowyclaw.
Then again, Tempest, Snowy and Frost soaked up much of the glory. She was glad to have some attention, even if was by a demented panther-prince guy.
"These Alpha Stones will prevent Apophis from regenerating... for now. Remember me, salvatore, and the Spirit Stone."
The black orb Elvis was clutching inside her fur pressed against her hide, giving off cold vibes. She shivered.
"My consciousness will go to be judged by Moon, former almighty goddess of Corax and now judge of the dead, but my legacy, my strength, will live on in you. Bear my torch, then pass it to the pink one..."
An eruption of flames burst in Savior's eyes, and she awoke sprawled on the dusty path of Coral Pathways, Sabre gone.
A chilly breeze blew across the path.
"Remember me, salvatore..." it seemed to whisper.