I ran my shaking hands through my think blonde hair and wiped the blood from the side of my cheek. "Foolish boy," he screamed in anger. "Do you really think a child like you can even dream of defeating me?" I child I certainly am not. I rose from the ground and readied my blade. He waltzed around me, in an attempt to mock me. "Ahh.. Link," he went on. "The pain you put me through. Why won't you just give up on your little chase for your dear Zelda and then you wouldn't have to go through this."
"Shut up Girahim!" I howled.
He let out a cackle the bounced off the stony walls. I charged at him. He caught me with his right hand and pushed me backwards.
"Tut tut, oh look at you." He vaporized into the air. I raised my sword, staying vigilant, anticipating is appearance from behind. "Tell you what..." he started. I searched the room for the origin of the noise. "I'll let you run off after your spirit maiden." He chuckled. I lowered my blade, still attentive. "What game are you playing Girahim?" I barked. A cold laugh echoed around the room. "Oh, no game. After all…" he appeared to my left side and held a dagger to my neck. I froze in fear. "I do enjoy seeing you in pain. And only by letting you run after your spirit maiden will you realize what you're up against." I pushed back and managed to free from his grasp, readying my sword. He let out an evil laughter . "Foolish boy! I've had just about enough of you." He vaporized again. My face goes red with anger. "Enough of this!" I screamed. "Face me like a man!"
"Oh but I really wanted you to meet my dear old friend. And I'm quite sure that you two will get along swimmingly." I stood silent and still. Another cold laughter filled the room as the floor started to break from under my feet. "Tah tah…"Girahim fare welled.
The room started filling with water. I understand now what he meant by "swimmingly". It rose higher until it was past my waist. I took a breath and searched for an exit. Nothing. I surfaced and turned around to found myself staring into the deep dark eyes of a massive fish. He was a fat ugly thing but this isn't the time nor the place to be thinking about what it looks like, considering that I'm going to be killing this thing. It let out a loud bellow and charged right at me. I swam for dear life and equipped my steel boors to sink to the bottom of the room. What is this thing? It charged at me again. I rolled forward, almost chocking on the water surrounding me. I paced around the room, locked on my enemy, thinking of a way to defeat it. An idea sprung to mind. The dragon scale. I unequipped my boots and did a spin attack on the monster. It did damage, I could tell. It regained consciousness and made another attack. I tried to make a run for it but it managed to hit me. I blacked out for a second and regained perception. "Come to daddy," I muttered in my mind. I made another spin at it. It got aggravated (of coarse, nothing out of the usual there) and turned bright red. One more hit and hopefully it should do the job. It swam around me, as if it was afraid of me. So it should be. I waltz around it, in an effort to intimidate it. I cracked my knuckles and hit it with another attack. Sure enough, it sunk to the bottom of the room and the water drained from under my feet. "Now that, I have to say, was the easiest boss I have ever faced."
The dead corpse of the fish disappeared and left a heart container to pick up. A door appeared to my right and on the door the crest came into view. I picked up the heart container and hurried through the door.