As I thrust the sword into the pedestal I thought to myself, "How long will the seal hold?" I sighed. This will either hold for the next 500 years or will break once again in my time. I won't have the strength to fight him off again. All I could hope was that the next hero would be able to fight him off as I did. I can only trust the Sheikah tribe could watch over it and trust that they would pass on the sword to the next chosen hero. He will face many tests to prove himself worthy as I had.