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The dirt laden wind whipped fiercely around the arena where the dark lord and the hero battled. Said battle had been long and tortuous. Link was so tired each blow that he blocked each thrust of Ganon’s sword that he dodged only sucked more energy from him. He barely missed the next swipe of the blade, a lock of his hair falling from his brow to the ground. Blood welled up from the small wound and trailed down his cheek, dripping off his chin. Falling to his knees Link felt the last of his reserves drain from his body.

His sword dug into the earth as he knelt on the ground. Using his blade to stay upright. He could see Ganon standing near his sword still poised. This is it, I’m going to die. Images of his home, Ordon Village, Ilia, The Resistance, the children, Minda. The little Imp had been there with him through it all, and now he was just going to lay down and die...

Never. Link growled looking up at his enemy. He tried to stand, stumbling back to his knees.

“LINK! Get up!” Zelda screamed from her seat on Epona. This couldn’t be the end. A sudden burst of adrenaline flooded his system, giving Link the energy to stand. He pushed off the ground and raised the master sword above his head. A roar of pure rage left his mouth as the Hylian struck. His feat landed in the center of Ganondorf’s chest pushing him to the ground. The dark lord’s sword clattered to the other side arena. His teeth were clenched and roars and growls more like his wolf form burst from his mouth. The master sword stopped mere hair from the Gerudo’s neck. The hero stopped.

“LINK! What are you doing?! FINISH HIM!” Zelda snarled as she dismounted and approached the barrier. Link’s gaze never left the man beneath him, in that moment he made his decision. The blond pushed his blade forward, drawing a thin rivulet of dark blood as he rested the master sword on the dark neck. He leaned down into Ganon’s face, still growling. “Do you yield?”