Seh'ethil smiled a silent welcome to Midna's return as he heard the imp's voice in the backdrop. He heard Link, too, mention undoubtedly of what they were now retrieving. When they'd reached the moss covered plauteu Link seemed to have landed with ease, although the archer's ride seemed hesitant in landing - or further listening to direction.

Seh'ethil scowled, almost considering just jumping off of it, but realizing he'd still need the creature to get around. A few moments of struggle and it landed, Seh'ethil nearly leaping off its back to better take in their surroundings. It was clear from Midna and Link this place held some memory.

"What now?" The elf asked out loud, although mostly to himself. He assumed Link knew what to do, although to him, it just looked like a dead end. If it had been one, however, he realized they would not have come here. Seh'ethil took a step forward to see the stone Link had uncovered with his foot, sharing the image of the triforce that Link bore on his hand.

"Follow me Seh'ethil, what we seek is in there" Link said, pointing toward the open door between the two statues on the left of them, within the door you could see a faint object that sparkled, despite the dark clouds above their heads, it looked like rain would come soon. Link began to walk toward the object and Midna followed close behind, within the circular chamber, it was full of dead leaves which blew all around in the slight breeze passing by, shaking the trees as well, making more leaves fall. The Master Sword was within the middle of the ceiling-less chamber, untouched by any type of plant life and still sparked with light, a sign its powers were just as strong as ever.

Link turned around and faced Seh'ethil, "where we stand now is the decaying ruins of the Temple of Time, over a hundred years ago, a mighty temple stood, a sacred barrier and protector of this sword, as well as for the Triforce. My ancestor once used this sword to defeat Ganondorf's ancestor a century ago, the blood from that hero.. once ran within me, I used this sword to once again finish Ganon off, but that was when my death came. I returned it to its pedestal before leaving Hyrule, it is the only sword that can defeat Agahnim, which is why I brought you here."

Link turned back toward the master sword, took a deep breath, exhaled and stepped toward it, grabbing the handle with both hands and gripping it firmly. He began to pull, it took quite a lot of effort, his grunting was evident of that, but soon the sword was released from the pedestal. A burst of light was released as it was pulled out, as well as a gust of wind which blew all of the leaves away and off to the edges of the walls. Midna held her hands in front of face to protect from the light and the wind, once it settled, she smiled happily, Link held the sword at his side, feeling triumphant and relieved.

Placing the sword in a sheath that somehow appeared on his back for no apparent reason he turned toward Seh'ethil and Midna, "now we're ready to actually get moving." Link headed back to their prehistoric friends still waiting for them to return, Midna followed after Seh'ethil.