"How so?" Ezra patiently awaits an answer.
"Laurel arrives in Ordon Village carrying the coveted Light Medallion." Dakota develops her theory. "A Wolfos brazenly enters the village and appears right behind him, as though it was sniffing him out."
"But then the green light?" Ningan chimes. "I think it's connected to something else. Ezra: recite what you know about the Medallions."
The scholar sighs. "Each of the Medallions is said to enhance the abilities of those who possess them. The Light Medallion is said to increase speed and agility; the Forest Medallion is said to enchant someone with the power to shapeshift into any living thing-"
"Wait!" Laurel interjects suddenly. "Shapeshifting! The Wolfos shapeshifted into a monkey!"
His three colleagues stare blankly at him.
"When I saw the green light, I saw a monkey run off into the Lost Woods!" He stands up excitedly, spilling the serum all over himself. "It was a shapeshifter!"
"If the Medallions are said to be magic, then Laurel's theory fits." Dakota agrees. "This shapeshifting Wolfos holds the Forest Medallion."
"Then that's our plan." Ningan claps his hands together with finality. "We're heading for the Lost Woods."
"Please hold on for just one moment." Ezra stops them in their tracks. "I am willing to believe anything about these Medallions; their mysticism remains a mystery to us mere mortals. However, a Wolfos possessing one of the most precious artefacts in Hyrule's history?"
"Who is to say it's a Wolfos after all?" Dakota shrugs. "Admit it: Laurel's theory does make sense."
"The Forest Medallion is said to be characteristically green." Ezra reluctantly admits. "And it would naturally lie deep in the Lost Woods, where the Sage of Forest was first awakened."
"Then what are we waiting for?" Ningan urges. "Let's go out there and grab it before anyone else does!"
"Whoa there, Ningan." Ezra warns. "The Lost Woods is infamously known for its labyrinthian structure and delirious enchantments. Unlike any forest we have previously explored, the Lost Woods is engineered to send travellers into madness, losing not only their minds but themselves, so as to be trapped in the mystic maze of trees forevermore."
"He's right, Ningan." Laurel concurs. "They don't call it the Lost Woods for nothing. You know, they say that those who become lost in the woods transform into hideous monsters, doomed to roam the forest for eternity…"
"So what's the plan?" Dakota asks. "We just leave the Medallion in the woods and hope that no one ever finds it?"
"It's not worth the risk." Ningan states. "We are currently one step ahead of the enemy. We can't miss this opportunity."
Ezra places his finger to his lips in thought. "Then we need to formulate a plan of navigation. We need to equip ourselves with all the necessary tools and rations to survive in Lost Woods for a long period of time and be able to find our way back with ease."
Dakota raises an eyebrow. "So you're with us now?"
Ezra rolls his eyes. "I was always with you."
