Link sidestepped, his sword flashing as he countered a Lizalfo's strike. The lizard-like monster fell to the ground as he raised his shield to block a blow from a Bokoblin. Before either he or the monster could react, the Lightscale Trident appeared from under his arm and planted itself in the Bokoblin's chest.

"Thanks," he grunted.

"You are welcome," Mipha replied as more monsters rushed them.

Link sighed as he readied his weapon. This had been the largest group of monsters they had encountered in a while and he was far from willing to deal with it. While he could appreciate the brief rest they had in the Rito Village, it was time to move on, and every second they wasted was one more that a friend spent locked away with a demon.

Together, he and Mipha cut their way through the rush of monsters, with Mipha's trident cutting through the monsters his sword and shield couldn't defend against.

He heard the crack of thunder, the twang of a bow, the growl of a wolf, and the roar of Daruk as the group of monsters was decimated by the Champions. In no time at all, they were left cleaning their weapons, or in Midna's case, licking her chops, as the horde lay in heaps around them.

"If this is what we can do now, what could we do when we had our full strength?" Daruk asked as he rolled his shoulders.

"You can come out now," Revali called, prompting their newest member to come out of hiding.

"I think I understand why Kass was hesitant to let me come," Medli said as she hopped down from the tree she had been hiding in. "You guys weren't joking when you said everything would go wrong five minutes after we left. I mean, I know it's been longer than five minutes, but still –"

Link and Mipha exchanged a grin as Medli continued prattling on about nothing in particular. It was rather entertaining to watch her find endless words for events they found rather mundane.

" – I guess why that's why you were all named Champions."

Link began scrounging through the weapons the monsters had dropped as Medli started a whole new spiel. He found nothing noteworthy until he stumbled across a spear whose blade glowed with a soft blue light. He held it up, analyzing the spear.

"What is that?" Mipha asked.

"That's a Frost Spear!" Medli replied excitedly as she rushed over. "May I see it?"

Link handed it over to the excitable Rito girl, watching with interest as she took it carefully, despite her enthusiasm, and began to eye it up and down. "Oh," she shuddered after a moment, "they were right when they said these things cool you down."

Link frowned as he thought back to the few seconds he had held the weapon. He hadn't noticed a chill, but he had been far too occupied to really notice.

"You said we were heading to the Gerudo Desert, right?" Medli asked.

"Yep," Daruk replied.

"Then you should hang on to this," the Rito girl decided as she handed Mipha the spear. "The Desert is hot, and this should help keep you cool… I hope…" Link and Mipha exchanged a glance as Medli sounded less and less sure of herself. "Well, I don't actually know if it will keep you cool enough in the Desert but –"

"It's too cold for Mipha to use right now, so I'll keep it for her," Link said as he took the spear from her politely. He was relieved when she nodded, not looking hurt in the slightest. Mipha had informed him that she was under the impression that he didn't like her, an opinion he didn't want to perpetuate, especially since things between he and Revali were finally starting to smooth over.

"I think we should find a suitable place and call it a day," Urbosa stated, to which Daruk agreed. Link didn't voice his opinion but was in favor of the decision. He didn't like the idea of making camp in the middle of a pile of corpses.

They found a nice spot a few yards away. When they cleared the area, Link pulled out a bundle of wood and his cooking pot and set to work. As he prepared their meal, he noticed the others settling in and starting quiet conversations with each other. Medli and Revali, Daruk and Urbosa, and…

"So, what were you thinking for tonight?" Mipha asked as she and Midna settled next to him.

"I was thinking a stew," he replied quietly as he cut herbs and scraped them in.

"That sounds nice."

"Does it?"

"I do appreciate how much fish you have made for me lately, but sometimes it is nice to have something a little different."

He nodded as he began chopping the meat that would serve to make a heartier meal. He enjoyed fish as well, but he had been craving something else for days.

Unlike the last few nights, where they had eaten as a large group, they ate in their small groups that night. After serving everyone, including himself, he and Mipha retreated from the fire and ate, talking quietly as everyone enjoyed their meal.

After they were finished eating and cleaning up, they began to separate even further. Urbosa pulled out a book and began flipping through the pages, Revali began his routine check on his arrows, Daruk sat by the fire stroking his beard, and Medli and Mipha had borrowed the Slate and were reading some of its contents.

That left Link, Midna, and Epona alone. The Hylian Champion had not forgotten about his horse and had made a quick stop to pick her up when they had left. As everyone else entertained themselves with their own tasks, Link set himself to brushing Epona down after he removed her saddle and other equipment. She nickered affectionately as he fed her an apple.

When he finished tending to his horse, he settled down next to Midna. The Hylian Champion leaned over and set a hand on the wolf's neck, gently massaging for a moment. "Want to go on a hunt?" he finally asked, grinning as her ears perked up and her body tensed.

The Wolf sprang up as he took to his feet, nearly bounding out of the camp as he took his bow and informed the others that they would be right back. He followed after his friend, keeping his senses trained for any sign of their prey.

"What's wrong, Big Guy?"

"Nothin.'"

"Uh huh," she replied as she gave the Goron a pointed glance. He had become depressed not long after they had arrived at the Village, and the trend had continued even after they left. "We're going to pretend I didn't buy that and I'll ask again: what's bothering you?"

"I guess I just thought things would go back to normal after we caught up," Daruk sighed, "but it looks like this is the new normal," he finished as he gestured to the four in front of them. "I just miss 'em is all."

"What?" Urbosa asked, feigning hurt, "am I not enough for you?"

"Not even close," he replied, cracking a small grin.

Despite her levity, she understood what Daruk was talking about. Revali and Medli gravitated towards each other just as Link and Mipha did, and since they had found her preferred master, Midna had returned to Link's side. That left the Goron and Gerudo Champions by themselves often.

It had only gone on for the few days since they had arrived in the Village, but already, she and Daruk could see the signs. The interactions they had with the younger three, while not few, were starting to lack the depth they once had. It was like the gaps they had bridged had grown larger, forcing both sides to work harder to build those bridges.

Both she and the Goron were willing to put in the effort, but the younger ones weren't quite ready yet.

It wasn't that they were trying to grow distant, but rather they had things they needed to work through on their own first.

"Give them time," she murmured as she watched each of their backs. "Right now, they need to figure out who they are, and they can't do that with us."

"I know," Daruk grumbled as he trudged forward.

Watching them grow was a bittersweet ordeal. It was gratifying to see that they were maturing, but it also brought a bit of pain. There was a certain comfort in knowing that she was needed, but now, she was forced to step back and watch from a distance as they began to take the next steps on their own.

"Looks like you're havin' a rough time with it too."

"Oh, that's for your benefit. It would be a shame if I left you feeling sad all on your own, wouldn't it?"

Daruk just sighed, cracking a small grin. "I really should start smilin' more."

"You should."

"Ya know, I saw somethin' odd –"

"Shh!" The Gerudo Champion strained her ears, listening carefully as her eyes drifted to the sky above. She was ready to swear that she had heard an eerily familiar sound.

"I'm bein' serious. I really think –"

"Not now!" she hissed as she glanced at Midna. The wolf's hackles were raised as she stared up at the sky, growling. Epona was also unsettled, despite Link's attempts to calm her nerves.

"What's wrong?" Daruk whispered as his eyes turned upwards.

"I think it's –" a roar cut her off temporarily as a giant, snake-like Dragon appeared above them "- Dinraal!" Urbosa felt adrenaline spike through her system as the Dragon screamed, causing everything around them to reverberate in time with his voice.

"Oi! Link! Rev –" Before Daruk could finish, Link had already climbed onto Revali's back and they were soaring up towards the Dragon above.

Urbosa watched, readying her fingers just in case the duo needed a distraction. She was so focused on the two above her that she almost didn't notice the stranger that approached her while staring up as well.

"My goodness," she said, awed by the dance that was taking place above them. "Do they intend to fight that thing?"

Urbosa's eyes flicked towards the stranger before glancing back up towards the duo. A second was all she needed to figure her out. She'd just have to trust they could handle themselves while she and the others handled a separate matter. "Yes, they do. Now, let's not waste any more time. Draw your weapon."

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me," Urbosa replied as her hand trailed to her scimitar. "I would feel bad if I ran you through before you even had a chance to defend yourself."

Revali grimaced as he and Link climbed up towards Dinraal. With Link as limited as he was in the air, their options were few and not at all good. He could fly Link above and distract Dinraal while the Hylian used his paraglider and sword to fight, but he'd have to keep breaking away to fly the Hylian back up. He could fly Link to each eye, but that would severely limit his own mobility. If Dinraal were to attack, he would be hard pressed to get them out of the way.

There was another, even worse option. He could drop Link on top of Dinraal and hope that he was too small for the Dragon to notice. From there, assuming that Link was capable of staying on the Dragon, he would be able to distract Dinraal as Link dealt with the corruption. Considering the Dragon's winding body and erratic flight path, it wouldn't be long before Link lost his footing, and that was assuming he wasn't burned alive.

"Have a plan?" Link called.

"A few bad ones!"

"Combine them?"

His grimace twisted even further as he thought about it. They would have to coordinate better than they had in the past, and still, he could only envision it ending terribly. At least Dinraal wouldn't be able to adapt to their tactics.

"Get your paraglider ready!" he shouted as he brought them above Dinraal. "Try to land on him and take out as many as you…" The Rito Champion trailed off as he finally looked at the malice that covered the Dragon. Unlike the first time, when the eyes were small and spread out, there a small handful of large eyes, all of which swiveled towards them. Dinraal roared as he began to turn back towards them.

He felt Link's weight drop off his back, freeing him to gain Dinraal's attention. He took a shallow dive, racing towards the Dragon's head, wincing at the roar he heard when he entered the Dragon's field of vision.

Whether he liked it or not, he'd have to fly straight ahead in order to buy Link some time. The Rito Champion angled his head, watching over his shoulder as the gigantic maw behind him opened wide. He took a deep breath and resisted his initial urge to immediately begin a dive. His nerves were still frayed from his first encounter with the second Guardian Spirit, but he refused to let it get the better of him.

Too much relied on his ability to maintain a level head and keep Dinraal's attention. All he had to do was buy time.

He drew his wings in and rolled as the first wave of fire burned past him. As soon as the danger past, he tipped his left wing down and swerved back into Dinraal's path, his fingers itching to draw his bow the entire time.

He really wasn't suited to the role of sitting duck.

He pulled up as he saw the second attack coming, forming a massive loop as he dove back down behind the flames.

He twisted his neck further, trying to find any sign of Link and his progress, but all he could see was the face of an angry, red Dragon that was ready to roast him alive.

The Rito Champion pulled to the left as flames once again licked the air; however, this time, the attack was short-lived. A second later, Revali was forced to dodge again as another short burst of flames raced towards him.

Revali glared at the Dragon as it opened its mouth again. Dinraal was studying his movements, which would make it even harder to dodge, especially since the Dragon was slowly catching up to him.

He continued weaving his way between short blasts of fire, doing his best to keep in a straight line; however, the task became increasingly difficult. Dinraal was again switching tactics, spreading his fire in an ever-increasing area. The temperature around Revali spiked as the air began to ripple visibly. At the rate he was spewing fire into the air, the Dragon wouldn't even have to hit Revali. The Rito Champion would simply overheat.

It was then that he remembered something Link had told him once. The Hylian Champion had taken all of the ice arrows to Death Mountain specifically due to the differences in heat. While he had no doubt it wouldn't harm the Dragon in any capacity, it may buy him time to regroup with Link.

Revali slowed his forward momentum, allowing Dinraal's slow advance to escalate. When the Dragon drew dangerously close, he flipped around, drawing his bow and an ice arrow. He launched the single arrow into Dinraal's gaping mouth and flipped back around.

He flung his wings wide, catching the air as he felt the explosion and heard the Dragon scream in pain. Dinraal's head shot past him as his forward motion was all but stopped.

Revali scanned the Dragon's back for Link, finding him clinging to one of the spines that jutted out from the massive spine.

"Get on!" he shouted as he flew alongside Link. He wobbled slightly as the Hylian landed on his back, disrupting his balance. "How many did you get?"

"Two!"

"What have you been doing this whole time?!"

"It only sounded easy on paper!"

"Just keep that sword ready!" he shouted as he reoriented himself. If Dinraal could change tactics, then so could they.

Mipha twirled the Lightscale Trident, bringing it to bear as she stabbed towards one the assailants. The red and black-clad assassin knocked her strike aside and dashed in; however, it was useless as she let her spear fly, carrying her with it. As she came out of her spin, she flipped her trident back around and stabbed again, this time striking true as she delivered a deep cut in the man's shoulder.

He cried out as he fell back, gripping at his shoulder, but the Zora Champion had no time to catch her breath as two more of the Yiga assaulted her from both sides.

She sidestepped the first blow, spinning her trident and cutting through the man's calf. She turned her head as she turned around, whacking the woman behind her across the face with the butt of her weapon. The Zora then spun in the other direction, hooking her Trident behind the stunned woman's knee and sending her sprawling before finishing her spin and slapping the man with the flat of her weapon's prongs. They would not hesitate to kill her if they were provided the opportunity, but even so, she refused to take their lives unless it became absolutely necessary.

During the brief lull, the Zora Champion retreated in order to regroup with the others.

"Ya alright Mipha?" Daruk asked as he blocked a blow, sending a clan member flying.

"Yes," she replied quickly as she held her weapon up, ready for the onslaught to continue. "Medli?"

"She's fine," Urbosa replied shortly as she kicked her attacker in the chest, knocking him back a few steps as she launched herself at him and finished him with a blow from her buckler. "They sent more this time," she noted as another wave appeared from the tree line.

"Isn't it great?!" Daruk shouted as he grabbed another and smashed him into the ground.

"I think you need to work on your definition of great." Somehow, in spite of the current situation, Urbosa managed to give her response with her typically dry tone. She didn't even have to shout and Mipha could still hear her perfectly.

When Dinraal had first appeared, Mipha had felt her anxiety spike, which had only worsened when the Yiga had attacked moments later. Despite that, Daruk's exuberance at the possibility of a good fight, and Urbosa's apparent lack of concern helped to calm her nerves enough for her to maintain control. All she had to do was remember that Revali and Link had returned with a few minor scratches and burns after their battle with Medoh.

Mipha's grip on her weapon tightened slightly as more clan members rushed out of the trees. Before the first one reached her, Midna dashed out of a nearby bush and tackled the clan member. She clamped her jaws down on his arm and shook her head, causing a sickening pop to sound in the air.

Mipha stepped forward and battered aside a strike meant for the wolf. Midna then dashed and latched onto the assassin's leg, causing him to stumble as Mipha knocked him unconscious with the butt of her Trident.

She coaxed Midna into retreating slightly back towards the others. While the Wolf had proven herself to be more than adept when it came to fighting on her own, these weren't the simple monsters that normally plagued them. The assassins required a fair amount of her skill to handle, and she worried that Midna's relatively simple methods would get her killed.

As the fight continued, the Wolf would swipe or bite at the legs that approached Mipha, while the Zora would deflect their blows and take advantage of the distractions Midna provided. No matter how many they took down though, more would still come.

She watched hopelessly as the figures continued pouring out of the surrounding trees.

Link let his and Revali's momentum carry his sword as the Rito Champion flipped over Dinraal's back. The Master Sword gleamed brilliantly as it cut through another patch of malice that was afflicting the Dragon, followed shortly by a blood-curdling scream.

"That leaves only two more!" Revali shouted as the Dragon curved back, winding around them as Revali flew just above Dinraal's scales.

Link flattened himself against the Rito's back as Revali began picking up speed. He his stomach lurch sickeningly as the Rito began a complicated set of rolls, dives, and other maneuvers to keep them out of harm's way.

"Get ready!" That was the only warning Link had before Revali swooped down underneath Dinraal. The Hylian Champion looked up, swinging his sword up above his head as they passed the eye on the underside of the Dragon. Again, the Master Sword cut through the massive, malice-born creature.

"One left!" he shouted as heard the distorted scream he had come to associate with them.

The Hylian flattened himself again as Revali pulled up. He could tell that the Rito Champion was starting to tire as both his breathing and his flaps were becoming more labored.

Link glanced along Dinraal's length quickly, trying to find the last eye before Revali's strength gave out. He found it nestled between two of the Dragon's spines near the base of its neck. "Over there!"

"I see it!" The Rito Champion angled his flight path, bringing them close, but Link wasn't going to give him the chance to bring them closer. He wasn't sure that Revali had enough left in him to get them that far.

When they came over the top of the last of the eyes, Link dove off of Revali's back. He heard the Rito shout something, but the air that raced passed him whistled so loudly that he couldn't make out any of the words. As he fell, he was forced to lean slightly to the side as Dinraal continued moving underneath him. He would only have one shot, so he would have to make it count.

His grip on the Master Sword tightened as he raced towards the eye. He swung towards it, twisting his body to add to what little power he could muster. He only cut the edge, yet Dinraal roared, overriding whatever agonized sound the eye must have made.

"What in Din's name were you thinking?!" Revali shouted as he dove down towards him.

"I killed it!"

"Barely!"

Link pulled out his paraglider, gliding down towards the ground as he searched for the other Champions. "Can you see them?"

"Get on!" Revali shouted suddenly as he dove beneath Link. "They're in trouble!"

Despite the Rito's apparent exhaustion, he rushed them back down towards the others, who were fighting back to back.

The Hylian jumped off just before they reached the ground, arming himself with his shield as he took his place beside Mipha. "You alright."

"I am," she panted as she thrust her weapon and struck another clan member.

Link stepped in front of her, intending to give her some breathing room; however, the battle was over before the next blow landed. Fire rained down from above, encircling the Champions and cut them off from the rest of the world. Despite their proximity, Link couldn't feel the heat from them, yet he could hear shouts of pain from the other side.

Through the flames, he could just make out the forms of men and women retreating from the raging fires that surrounded him and his friends.

After a few moments, the flames died harmlessly, leaving no signs that they had ever been there at all.

"Wow!" Medli cried as she flew down from a nearby tree. "A couple of the Yiga noticed me up there, but then the base of the tree was surrounded by fire –" The Rito girl was cut off as a gigantic shadow fell over all of them.

"Dinraal," Mipha breathed in awe, prompting Link to look up.

Floating above them was the ruby red dragon that he and Revali had freed. Dinraal stared at him, making sure that he held Link's attention before nodding. His gaze then shifted to Revali, giving the Rito Champion a nod as well.

The Dragon inhaled sharply before lowering his head and exhaling on them all. Just like with Naydra, Link felt a surge of warmth and power flow through him. He clenched his fist as the sensations faded, already feeling an increase in his strength.

Unlike with Naydra, Dinraal did not leave immediately after blessing them with power. His large eyes shifted to Medli, regarding the female Rito with interest. To everyone's surprised, a deep, guttural voice emanated from the Dragon as continued staring at Medli.

Link's eyes shifted between the two as he continued listening, unfamiliar with the language that Dinraal was using. Medli, on the other hand, appeared able to grasp what was being said to her.

"I'm not entirely fluent," she said as she closed her eyes in concentration, "but he said something about a brother who still needs your help… Oh! He must mean Farosh!" she exclaimed as her eyes snapped open.

Dinraal nodded before speaking again.

"Okay… He says Farosh is really dangerous because he controls lightning – oh that does sound bad. I wonder how –" she stopped as Dinraal cut her off "- right, sorry. Not only does Farosh control lightning, but he will likely hunt us actively, so we should be on our guard as we enter his territory."

Dinraal started speaking again before Medli could continue. She tilted her head, listening carefully.

"He wants to reassure us that he will suppress Ganon's influence in this region and –" she paused as Dinraal continued his message "-… we all need a bath?"

Dinraal leered down at them, his chest heaving in an odd fashion as his breathing came out in short bursts. With nothing more to say, the Guardian Spirit took back to the skies, leaving them all to stare after him.

"Did he just tell me I need a bath?" Revali asked no one in particular. "Especially after he had all of that Malice covering him?"

"He has a point," Mipha sighed as she looked down at herself. "We are all covered in grime. It wouldn't hurt to freshen up a bit."

"So, we're going to take a bath because a Dragon –"

"We're going to take a bath because rolling around in our own filth is an excellent way to become sick," Urbosa interrupted firmly.

"There's a river nearby," Link volunteered as he pulled the Slate out and peered at the map.

Urbosa glanced at the map briefly before she turned to the other women in the group. "Let's go."

"Um… could I go alone?" Medli asked quietly.

"Sorry," Daruk replied as he shook his head, "but there might be more of the Yiga out there. It's too dangerous to go alone."

"He's right," Urbosa added as she swept a stray lock of hair out of her face. "Your options are to come with Mipha and me, or to go with Link and Revali. I'm guessing –"

"I'll go with you two!"

"That's what I thought," Urbosa chuckled as she led the way.

Link looked around the campsite, frowning as he noticed that Epona was nowhere to be seen.

"Somethin' wrong, Little Guy?"

"Where's Epona?"

"Oh, uh… I think she ran away when the fighting started."

Link nodded before he stuck two fingers in his mouth and whistled. He sighed in relief when he heard a whinny from not too far off.

Medli had forgotten how nice it was to don a clean set of clothing after taking a bath. It was a refreshing experience that she didn't get to indulge in often.

"Feeling better?" Urbosa asked as she sat down next to her.

"Much better."

"Good," the Gerudo Champion replied. "So, tell me: where did you learn to speak the same language as Dinraal?"

"Oh, that's a long story." Though the others never complained, she was noticing that Mipha and Master Revali were the only ones that listened to everything she had to say. Rather than complaining or allowing it to embitter her, she merely chose to speak less. She couldn't always help herself, but she had taken great strides to limit herself.

"I have time."

"After Kass came back from his training as a bard, he spent a great deal of time practicing at home. I got to be his audience while he played. Even though I heard the same stories over and over again, I loved them more each time I heard them. One day, I decided that I wanted to learn more about those stories, so I started researching them."

Thinking back to those times brought a smile to her face. She had always loved listening to her older brother sing, telling stories of the past as his voice was accompanied by the sound of his accordion.

"Unfortunately, the histories that are translated into our dialect are done… poorly." She couldn't really blame the authors, seeing as it wasn't their fault that the current language was so limiting. The older speeches used one or more words for complicated subjects. Some words, like love, could have up to seven counterparts in older tongues, with each translation being fundamentally different than the others. It made translations difficult at best, and nearly impossible to truly translate what the text was saying, at least concisely.

In her opinion, the one thing the authors could have helped was how simply they worded their translations. What was the point in stating the events simply if so much was lost due to a lack of necessary descriptors?

"I started studying other languages so that I could learn more about the events my brother sang about. Unfortunately, I had to teach myself, so there was only so much I could learn."

"Impressive," Urbosa murmured thoughtfully.

"Is it?" Her brother had often praised her for her determination and capability when it came to teaching herself; however, she hadn't found it all that impressive. There were many times where she was forced to take a step back as she was unable to progress any further. It could be truly disheartening when it felt like there was nothing more she could do.

"There aren't many who have the discipline and dedication to teach themselves. That alone is impressive."

"Thank you. May I ask you something now?"

"You just did, but I assume that wasn't the question you had in mind."

"Why did you bring me along?"

"How honest do you want me to be?"

"As honest as you can"

"I agree with Kass for the most part. I don't like you being here considering how much danger we are in, but there are a few reasons that I argued for you. First, as you proved today, your knowledge of languages comes in handy. More importantly, I think that Revali needs you around right now."

"He… needs me?"

"You didn't know him before, but he struggled to get along with the rest of us and sometimes, he still struggles a bit. He does like you though," the Gerudo continued as she gave Medli a pointed look. "He stays on his best behavior when you're around and I think that will help him grow."

"I see…"

"While we are discussing this, I need you to make me a promise."

"Yes?" she asked, nervousness beginning to creep through her.

"I need you to promise that if the situation calls for it, you will do whatever Daruk and I ask of you. If we tell you to hide, hide. If we tell you to fly away and wait for us to find you, you will do so. Do you understand?"

"I do."

"Good. Now then, if you will excuse me, I have a fascinating book to get back to."

"Before you do, I have one last question."

"Yes?"

"Do you think Master Link will teach me how to cook?" No matter how much effort she had put into learning how to, she had never successfully cooked a dish. Through the strangest course of events, the food would always wind up burnt.

"You want to learn how to cook? Medli, aren't things moving a little fast between you and Revali?"

"What?" she really didn't see the connection that Urbosa was trying to make.

"Oh, this could be fun," the Gerudo Champion mused before responding. "Yes, I think he'll teach you if you ask him."

A/N: Here's to reworking the rest of this story now because I am bad with words. On the bright side, it may increase the chapter count, which was starting to decrease after Daruk's memories didn't wind up happening.

Guest Reviews:

Guest (1): Good sir/mam, do not underestimate my ability to come up with ridiculous reasons for why a character should be able to get into what is ordinarily an inaccessible place.

E.A.T: After the highpoint of an arc, I usually need to unwind with a chapter that is a bit more fun.

Nightbreed1: Chrom and Dark Samus (I don't know/care about the others)! I would really like for the Champions to be in Smash, especially as playable characters. Oh, and Revali hates Falco specifically, not falcons (I mean, I'll probably need some comedic relief during that arc anyway).

Guest (2): Urbosa is always up to some mischief. And Rito UNO will always be special.

MismatchMoogle: I am going to go ahead and respond to this here (if you leave another signed in, then I'll PM you instead). None of the characters you mentioned is correct, but I am interested to hear if you have any others. And yeah, I think Mipha should be able to get one over on Urbosa as well.

Svbrothet: This can't compare to what? I know I mentioned a couple of things that I don't think this fic can compare to, so I am a little confused.