Endgame | By : RyuaAlba Category: Zelda > General Views: 26666 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3 |
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Zelda urged Epona nervously around the outside of the barrier, trying to get around to the other side so she could see what was going on. She'd seen the terrible fall Link had taken, barely managing to avoid being stabbed clean through, but then Ganondorf's massive figure and swirling cape had blocked her vision as he drove Link backwards.
Epona snorted and minced as she trotted around the outside of the wall. The magic made her restless, as did the sounds of combat, Zelda's nervousness, the sounds of her usual rider in a fight she couldn't get closer to. Just as they got to an angle they could both see from, Link tripped up against the wall.
It seemed to be slow motion as she saw the sloppy block, the gleam of the Master Sword flying, sliding across the ground in a cloud of dirt and dust. Time slowed almost to a halt as the Sword of Sages lifted up, glowing with a sinister light, but then moved horrifyingly fast, the white blade slashing down in a blur nearly too fast to see.
She screamed as Link fell limply to the ground, Epona giving a piercing whinny under her. The horse reared, forcing her to grab hard to the saddle and mane and ignore everything for a moment except for staying astride. When Epona's forehooves finally dropped back down to the ground, Zelda shifted back properly into the saddle and looked up to see the barrier gone, and Ganondorf turning towards her, Link sprawled in a pathetic sprawl behind him. Most of her arrows had been expended already, but she reached for her last one, drawing and sending it forwards. His sword was already moving, snapping her arrow out of midair as he strode slowly towards her.
The moor that had seemed deserted was suddenly crawling, dark, formless shapes that made her neck prickle if she tried to look at them. Even on Epona, she didn't like their chances of making it through them. Ganondorf had just finished a battle. Despite the Triforce of Power feeding him, he had to be feeling some of Link's attacks. Although she wasn't sure what happened to the rapier Ganondorf had wielded through her, the Master Sword was barely ten feet away in the dirt, she was mounted on a powerful warhorse, and her opponent was feeling arrogant and cocky. Her skills at hand to hand combant were a fraction of Link's or Ganondorf's, but as her only other option was to retreat into the throng of darkness, she had to take the chance. He would never be this vulnerable again.
By the time the pieces of her shattered arrow hit the ground, Zelda's deliberations were through. She spurred Epona forwards, and the mare responded with a piercing whinny, charging forwards. Zelda hung low to the side, reaching out to pick up the sword. Maybe it was sheer luck, maybe it was sensing her affiliation to the Light, but the hilt smacked solidly into her palm and she wrenched herself back upright, just in time to raise the blade and deflect Ganondorf's first sweeping strike.
The tip of his blade just scored Epona's rump, and she whinnied, turning on her haunches and lashing out with her hooves. Zelda clung desperately to her mane with one hand, keeping a firm hold on the Master Sword, knowing she was helpless without it. He bellowed as one of Epona's hooves struck solidly on his shoulder, a deep, muffled clang as the plate dented, a second strike tearing off the gilt edging all along the left side.
Zelda swung her sword forwards as Epona dropped down to all four hooves, using her extra momentum to increase the power of her blow. It struck home just under the edge of his damaged plate, and Ganondorf's roar intensified as blood spattered from the wound. She recoiled, yanking the sword free before it could get stuck, and yanked Epona's reins, turning her to the side just as Ganondorf's sword swung forwards. It didn't quite strike home, but Zelda found herself abruptly sliding sideways as his blade sliced along Epona's ribs, cutting right through the saddle girth.
She twisted as she fell, thowing her sword arm out so she didn't land on her own blade. Above her, Epona whinnied shrilly with rage, and more clanging ensued as she hammered on her tormenter. Zelda scrambled backwards, vowing to trade in the long skirts for trousers next time she had a chance. A few seconds later Epona let out a horrible scream, and Zelda looked up, trying desperately to roll free as the horse toppled down beside her.
She was just able to yank her feet away as Epona fell to the ground, still shifting patheticly, trying to rise despite the gaping wound in her chest. Ganondorf strode forwards, the pristine whiteness of his blade marred for the first time by the horse's blood. Zelda glanced down just long enough to wrench at her bloodsoaked skirts, the fabric tearing and pulling free from under the dying mare.
Some instinct prompted her to raise her sword before trying to rise, and she was knocked almost prone by the force of the blow. Holding her skirts up with her free hand, Zelda scrambled forward, under Ganondorf's sword, standing up and whirling to face him, breathing heavily. "You're a more worthy opponent than I thought," he mused, taking in her appearance, filthy with blood and dirt, Triforce of Wisdom blazing on her hand almost defiantly. Rather than attack her again, he stepped back, raising a hand.
She'd seen him do this with Link earlier, but was completely unprepared for how hard the ball of dark energy hit. She barely managed to strike it back at him, and it bounced back far more quickly than she'd have liked. It took both of her hands on the hilt to hit it away this time, and she overextended, too off-balance to spin back and deflect the attack a third time. It hit her side in a dark, painful, suffocating blast, knocking her back almost to where the barrier had been before. She lay panting for breath, unable to convince her body to move, feeling the sword hilt drop from her fingers.
Involuntarily, her head dropped to the side, surprised to realize she'd missed landing on Link by a matter of a few feet. She could hear Ganondorf's heavy footfalls as he strode forwards, her vision starting to darken as her body gave up on fighting the pain and loss and exhaustion. Just as her eyes dropped inexorably closed, she focused in on Link's face, slack and pale, but bleeding from a cut above a terrible looking bruise above his forehead. A surge of hope rose inside her, but it was too little to keep herself awake. She was faintly aware of Ganondorf's massive hand on her shoulder, rolling her to her back, and then tumbled fully into darkness.
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