"Apparently, the beast that lives somewhere on this mountain has been seen frequently in Zora's Domain. I was curious, so I came and waited...and as they'd said, a giant appeared! Yeah, it looked like this... Apparently, this thing's been stealing red fish from the village."
Chapter Thirteen: Ruined Lives
After running away from the chapel, Link rushed home, didn't acknowledge Oni who greeted him, slammed his bedroom door and locked it behind him. His head started feeling funny and the room, painted by someone called "Hasan", started spinning. He collapsed onto the floor, holding his head as pain began shooting from it.
"I-I'm n-not a-a-a...! I'm-I'm not...!" Link whimpered, his vision still dizzy.
"You're not a what?"
Link curled up, his whimpers even louder and he heard another voice speak to him.
"Yeah, what aren't you?"
"I just asked him that."
"Huh? You heard me?"
Link truly thought he was losing it and his curled up even more. He covered his ears, but still heard the two voices. One seemed older, more mature, while the other was more youthful and chipper.
'Leave me alone...' he thought.
Rutela 31st, Snowpeak Mountain, ice caves, exit…
Hasan, snapping out of another trance, shook his head as he gotten a headache. He swayed, leaning against an icy pillar. Shuddering, as it was cold and the memory was nearly consuming, the young man gathered himself and fixed his wintry clothes. Hoping that he wouldn't freeze due to the region being much, much colder than he thought, Hasan steeled himself for the frigid air ahead.
"Here goes nothing," he said to himself.
Taking his first step outside, he violently shivered as the fur coat he wore wasn't helping. It was like the icy wind and driving snow went right through him and was about to freeze his soul.
"C-Cold. Too cold!" Hasan yelped.
The thought of transforming into a wolf came to him and he said, "There's no Bl-Blood Moon. S-S-So I c-c-can't!"
"Yes, you can. Just try."
As if something took a hold of him, Hasan found himself falling on all fours and a violent pain shooting through his whole body. Before he knew it, his vision turned red and hazy and an explosion of pain was followed by great warmth. A sense of exhilaration and instinctive impulses took over and Hasan felt himself running.
When he came to, the reddish wolf was in front of a town's gate. But it was raggedy and looked as if it had seen better days. The sign read "Welcome to Aboda Village" and was covered in ice. There were also marks that looked claw marks, most likely from monsters since they've grew in number in the remote areas of Hyrule.
A wave of nostalgia came over the wolf and he fought the urge to howl sadly. His ears perked and he swiftly turned to see Byrne. The half-Sheikah looked at him and then back at the village gate.
"So, this was where you wanted to go. Why?" Byrne asked.
Hasan snarled and the man said, "Come now. I'm not trying to judge. I'm just trying to understand the situation."
'Why did you follow me? I thought His Majesty wouldn't send spies after me,' Hasan thought.
Hearing them, Byrne replied with, "He did so as he was worried about you. And I see why. Heading to a place like this."
'What do you mean?' Hasan asked.
Byrne looked warily into the village and muttered, "Only a few people live there now. Most headed for the city or the border wall for safety."
Hasan sniffed the air and he could smell evil. It was like decay and death. Something happened in that village and he needed to know.
He whined and Byrne said, "Are you sure? Monsters attacked this village after the first Blood Moon, killing or turning most of the residents into foul beasts. I won't be surprised if some of them are still around, masquerading as humans as we've lost soldiers here."
Hasan didn't believe him and he bolted into the ruins. Most of the buildings had caved in and looked like they've suffered fire damage. The roads were long covered in ice and snow and would've been impassable if Hasan hadn't changed. The old chapel was in a pile of rubble and the school was boarded up.
He stopped in front of the monastery that was connected to the chapel and he saw floating lights that looked like flames. A thought for him to use his "wolf senses" popped into his head and he let his wolf instincts take over. Vision red again, he saw what looked like villagers dressed in heavy winter garb looking sad. The wolf snarled and growled, shaking his head as the vision was terrifying and terrible.
"Hasan! Hasan! Snap out of it!" Byrne shouted.
The wolf looked at Byrne and turned his aggression on him. He went into an attacking stance and Malice started pouring out of him. Byrne, using his peripherals, noticed that the Blood Moon wasn't out. It was still daytime, so the Malice within him shouldn't have gotten so riled up. The black and red substance covered the canine and turned him into a red eyed Wolfos.
Cursing his luck, Byrne readied his armored right arm and held it up in a defensive posture as the Wolfos lunged for him. He blocked the attack and pushed him off as he knew a bite from a monster covered in Malice would spell his end. So, he kept blocking and leaping out of the way as the Wolfos tried to clamp his jaws and rip Byrne to shreds.
After several more parries, Byrne thought to find the high ground. But there wasn't much of anything as the entire village was in ruins. The Wolfos disappeared and reappeared behind Byrne, to which the half-Sheikah was surprised as he didn't sense him. He lunged at him, teeth bared as he was about to chomp on the back of Byrne's neck, ready to kill him.
Just as the monster was about to have its kill, a small shield came sailing out of the blue, striking the Wolfos and saving Byrne's life. Byrne sensed someone, someone living in those ruins and saw the last person he expected.
"Dame Nodor?" he said, shocked to see her as she was supposed to be in hiding after what she had done.
The blonde in blue knight's armor and garb approached the wolf, ignoring Byrne completely. She grabbed her shield, a round small shield with the Snowpeak's emblem of a snowflake. At her left hip was a sheathed short sword and it looked as if it had been used many times as it was quite dirty. Her hair was messy, long and wild unlike the many times he had seen her tie up her hair into a bun. The woman's eyes were dark, no life but her heart radiated with it. Almost as if she was lost.
"No more…no more monsters…" she said in monotone.
She was indeed lost, mentally anyway, and Byrne wondered if the empire preferred her that way. The woman who birthed the reborn traitor. Wordlessly, she grabbed the Wolfos by the tail and dragged it away.
Thinking that she was most likely going to skin him, Byrne followed for Hasan's safety.
"Why is he headed for Snowpeak?" His Majesty asked through a Sheikah Slate.
Byrne, hiding in the shadows, watched and followed Hasan as he went to the river town of Mido, north of Hylia City. The young man went and gathered what he could for the trek which included a new coat, some thicker boots and a traveler's bag full of rations, potions and small incendiaries. After preparing, Hasan wasted no time and headed north, to the tunnel leading to the Ice Caves.
The half-Sheikah continued to follow and it was like Hasan was being pulled there by some invisible force. His aura was the same, no abnormalities like someone mind controlling him, but…It was as if he was naturally drawn to the mountains, despite being from Koholint.
"Byrne?" His Majesty asked again.
"I don't know what's going on. But, he isn't producing an aura like someone being controlled. Instead…Hmm…He's been different ever since returning from the desert," Byrne said.
Ganondorf agreed and said, "Please. After this 'trip' of his, please bring him home. The mountains are dangerous, especially after the destruction of Aboda Village during that first Blood Moon. Bring him home and keep him safe."
"I will. Do not worry, Your Majesty," Byrne said.
Hasan entered the Ice Caves and it was another two days before he exited them.
Dilapidated house, Aboda Village ruins…
Byrne entered the cold home, seeing that it was a place that was still lived in, despite the village's state. Taking a few more steps inside, trying to follow the woman dragging his ward into the kitchen, he was set upon by several elders, one being an old woman. They were armed, with walking sticks, a book and a knife and the half-Sheikah shouted, "Hold! I am not your enemy!"
"Then what is the empire's lackey doing here in these ruins? If anything, your ilk brought this upon us," one of the elders asked.
Byrne was pinned into a corner and the angry glared and shouted accusations. The old woman in green claimed that they, the empire and all those that worked for it, took the life of her grandson, an innocent. Another elder, a man in blue, was angry that his wife had her life stolen by the monsters summoned by the Blood Moon. In tears, he added that he had to ease her suffering after she turned into a ReDead. The last, his twin brother in yellow, claimed that the empire taking the life of the reborn Hero caused the Blood Moons to appear and the end of the world was nigh.
"Why would you tell me all this? You'll be considered traitors for trying to help the Kingslayer reborn," Byrne asked.
"It doesn't matter now. We've lost everything. Lydia lost her son and daughters, I my foster son and my brother his wife. We've nothing left. So, arrest us. Bake us. Boil us. It matters not," the elder in yellow, Sahasrahla, replied.
Byrne's attention was turned to the kitchen as clattering pots was heard. He turned into shadows, phasing through the trio of elders and rushed for there. He opened the door and saw Lydia in a defensive stance. The Wolfos had woken up and was furious.
He looked around, growling at everything he saw and looked at Byrne. Just as before, the monster leapt forward, only for a barrier of light to appear. It blocked the attack and trapped the Wolfos in the force field. Lydia backed away and Byrne saw the grandmother holding up her hand to keep the monster trapped.
Sahasrahla looked to his brother and said, "Aginah. With me. 'May sleep take you'…"
Aginah chanted the same and a cloud of purple smoke entered the barrier. The Wolfos tried to fight it, shaking his head and attempting to ram the barrier. But after several violent protests, the monster fell onto his side and fell asleep. The smoke enveloped the interior and when it disappeared, the Wolfos had returned to Hasan's wolf form.
He was fast asleep and looked peaceful compared to before. Relieved, but still suspicious of Byrne, the grandmother, Matilde, grabbed him and pulled him into the living room. She shut and locked the doors, made sure the windows in the front were closed and her cohorts checked the back rooms. Lydia followed behind, not making eye contact, and joined her mother-in-law in the front. The twins joined them after locking the wolf away in her son's room a few moments later.
"Everything should be fine. We've also placed a barrier on Link's room, so that Wolfos will not escape and kill us until after the Blood Moon passes," Aginah told them.
Lydia said nothing as she sat in her chair, staring at the wooden floors. Byrne took to leaning against a wall near a window and saw that the skies were red. He wondered why and Matilde told him, "This place is affected much more by the Blood Moons than what you all reported. Since my grandson's death, it's like this place was put under a curse. Monsters flock here every Blood Moon and those that died from the attacks still wander about as spirits, never finding rest. We've lost so many in the attacks and…those that remain want to at least protect this place. It's our home and we're not ones to give it up so easily."
"Even though you put yourself in danger?" Byrne asked.
Sahasrahla nodded and said, "There's nowhere for us to go to. Just as you said. We've raised and protected the one your employer fears most, the reborn 'Kingslayer'. No matter where we go in this empire, we'll be hunted. So, it's better that we stay here for the rest of our days. A place where even the empire dares not to go to…save for you and that former human, turned monster."
Byrne had a bad feeling about what they were saying. With a glare, he asked, "And I'm sure that my leaving isn't an option?"
"If you want to protect that monster friend of yours? Then, no. No, you can't," Aginah told him.
'Figures…' Byrne thought.
Lydia piped up, saying, "He was so small…Only four pounds, five ounces when I gave birth…Sigmund was so happy. 'A boy', he cried…"
She found a pillow that she was leaning on and cradled it as if it was a child. Lydia smiled and added, "He cried whenever I didn't give him enough food…a voracious eater, that one…But I wouldn't change it for anything."
Her eyes lit up for a moment and she asked Sahasrahla, "Is Link…? Did Link finish his speech therapy?"
Sahasrahla and Aginah sighed sadly and the man said, "No, Lydia. Link passed seven years ago."
"What are you talking about? He has speech classes today. Let me go get him…" she said, getting to her feet.
Matilde jumped up and grabbed her, saying, "No. Lydia. No. He's gone. J-Just sit here and relax. I'll make some tea."
"No…Link's in his room. I'll go get him and he can practice here," Lydia said, forcing her away and heading for the back rooms.
As she did, a small remnant of young people entered the front room and Sahasrahla said, "You heard all that?"
"Yeah. What's going on? Another Blood Moon or something?" a redhead in green asked.
A young woman in green, his sister, Byrne sensed, asked, "We can scout to see if any monsters are in the area."
"No Fado. You, Mido, Cawlin, and Asa are staying here. We'll need you to defend the home if the monsters find us here," Aginah ordered.
The short and stout Cawlin grumbled, saying, "We really should leave this place. It's a lost cause. Why are we even staying here? It's all Link's fault that the village…"
"You will watch your mouth!" Matilde yelled.
Cawlin refused and said, "But it's true. If it was him that held back the Blood Moons, then he should've stayed in Hylia City instead of running away, turning traitor and dying! He doomed us all, he did!"
The others were silent and Cawlin continued. He angrily pointed at Matilde and said, "You kept protecting him when you should've protected us from him! He turned Mido and us into popsicles, remember? My folks were right in saying that he was cursed! Cursed for climbing the mountains and he brought his curse upon us through death!"
Matilde slapped him and left a red mark on his face. He stumbled back, ready to cry, and the old woman said darkly, "If you ever speak ill of my grandson again, you will regret it."
He looked as if he was about to talk back when the brown-haired, dark purple-wearing Asa put her hand on his shoulder, shaking her head. She then told him, "It's not worth it, man."
Mido, the redhead, said, "Yeah. And trekking the mountains during the Blood Moon will only get us killed."
"But…But…!" Cawlin said.
Sahasrahla spoke up, telling everyone, "Yes. I understand your frustration, but at the same time, not so much. You four were his tormentors when you were younger. So, his lashing out in that state was understandable. And yes, I do remember that he nearly tore the village to bits with his powers. But we should've helped him more. He could've been the Hero that we needed."
"But how could he be one if he's a reborn traitor that tried to kill the Twilight Princess?" Fado asked.
"It was a second chance…and he blew it," Asa added.
"And who's fault is that?" Matilde asked.
Red light poured into the room and Byrne could see that the Blood Moon was rising. Mido and Fado went to the widows, opening them with slight cracks and aiming their bows outside. Asa and Cawlin had homemade incendiaries devices, one being something called a "bazooka". The elders readied themselves and Matilde said to Byrne, "I hope you're ready for the storm that's coming."
Byrne took another peek and saw monsters rising up from black splotches on the snow. They looked similar to how Hasan did in that state, Wolfos with Malice pouring out of their bodies. They were joined by corrupted Bulbins, Stalfos and ReDeads. The monsters, hundreds in number, came from the ruined homes and buildings and began lurking towards the home.
"Oh…this is more than usual…" Asa whimpered.
Mido trembled, muttering, "We're so screwed."
"Don't be cowards! We fight," Sahasrahla said.
"Easy for you to say. You can use magic!" Cawlin yelled.
The twins slammed their walking sticks onto the floor and a barrier of light surrounded the home. The monsters outside started attacking, slamming fists, swords and whole bodies into it. Byrne backed away as he saw Mido and Fado shooting with their bows and arrows and Cawlin and Asa firing the bazooka. Monsters were slain, but the sheer number was too much for a group of about eight…if one didn't include him and the unconscious Wolf Hasan.
'His Majesty would have a field day if I left them. But their battle is hopeless against these Malice-filled beasts. What to do?' Byrne thought.
He wasn't a coward by any means, but he knew when it was time to retreat. And that was one of those times. But he doubted that the group would listen to him as he was an agent of the empire.
"Cawlin, did you mix the ammo right? This stuff is weaker than the ones we used last month!" Asa shouted.
"I never changed the ingredients! You're just not aiming for the head! Like what that Thanatos guy said in 'Eternity Strife'! Aim for the head!" Cawlin yelled back.
"What do you think I'm doing?" Asa said, continuing to shoot.
A blast, followed by a scream, cut through the sounds of combat. Matilde, leaving the twins, rushed to the back and Byrne joined her. There, the woman was injured with shards of wood in her arms and one large one in her leg. She went to take out the shard when Byrne stopped her, saying, "You'll bleed out. Let me."
He carried her to the other room, the twins' Aryll and Agitha's room. Matilde followed, holding a potion. They didn't noticed that the room where Hasan was locked in was empty, the roof destroyed and the door blown to bits.
Hasan found himself in that snowy field where he met Raven and the others. It looked a bit different than before as the place as a lone house in the middle of everything. He went pass the gate and towards the door. He stood there for a few minutes as he couldn't bring himself to knock. He didn't get why, but he just couldn't.
A chill in the air and Hasan shivered. That brought him the courage to do so and he did lightly. The door squeaked open and he found the home was warm and inviting. There was rather expensive furniture, a couch, chairs, a rug that looked of the Gerudo style and a fireplace with a blazing fire burning in the room and some toys scattered about.
Someone ran pass Hasan and he heard, "Link, don't run or else you'll trip."
The little blonde grinned and said, "I wanna get my toys so I can play 'good guys, bad guys' with Groose and Pipit!"
Hasan felt a presence behind him and he saw a knight in red and yellow attire. The man had short, blonde hair that was mostly kept out of his face. A white scarf covered his neck and trailed down like a cape. On his back was a large two-handed sword made of bronze and iron. The name "Silent Dirge" came to mind and Hasan said, "How…? Who…?"
Moments later, a heavily pregnant Lydia appeared, wobbling as her steps were uneven. Hasan knew she was pregnant with the twins. He held his head and felt like it was going to explode.
Falling to his knees, he heard, "Are you alright?"
Looking up, little Link stared and apparently the parents could too. Link grinned and said, "Yay! You're fine!"
"Um, son…Wait, what's going on?" the father asked.
Lydia looked at Hasan carefully and said, "He does look a bit different, Sigmund. But…there's no mistaking that it's him."
"Um, what? I…" the redhead started.
Sigmund gave a small smile and said, "Welcome home."
The trio disappeared, along with the house and Hasan found himself alone in the snow fields. Or so he thought.
"So, you're getting it? That's good."
A translucent phantom in golden armor phased into existence and Hasan quickly went into a defensive stance. But, he didn't have a weapon and the skeletal phantom did. It approached and the young man said, "H-Hey…Don't come any closer! Or else I'll…I'll…! Um, I'll have a Cucco lay eggs in your stomach! I mean it!"
The phantom ignored the threat, saying, "And how are you going to do that? In this realm? And that sounds like a really horrendous thing to do…even though it's impossible."
"Uh…I'll find a way! Just stay away!" Hasan yelled.
"Or what? You'll keep running from the truth?" the phantom asked.
Hasan saw the specter's appearance slowly change. It went from a skeletal warrior, to an old knight, then to a middle aged man and then to one that looked about Hasan's age. The phantom became opaque and asked, "So, are you going to continue to run for fear of losing who you are now? Or will you face the truth and return?"
The redhead said nothing and the warrior asked, "Are you willing to have the man that sees you as his son fall into darkness? And put his nieces, those you consider your sisters, in danger?"
Hasan bit his lip, not wanting to answer. Sure, he valued them, even loved them, despite not being blood related. He even cared for His Majesty as his father figure, but…something told him not to. He couldn't truly be family with the Dragmire clan. But he didn't get why.
"Because they're not your blood relatives is what you know deep down. That and you fear the name he was given. Even though it wasn't his fault. Just cruel parentage that would give a name like that," the warrior told him.
"Hey…Um…" Hasan started.
He did want to know about his past, more so after waking up from the fiasco in the desert. But, if he was to lose the relationships he gained after first waking up seven years ago…then he wouldn't do it. But, then remembering would be great and he would get his whole purpose in life.
"You will remember them. It will not be as if all your experiences and memories as you are now will be erased. But, I need an answer. Your family and those that have survived the massacre of Aboda Village are in great danger," the warrior told him.
His mind's eyes could see a horde of monsters corrupted with Malice. He could also see his mother, grandmother and Byrne. She was injured and his grandmother began treating her wounds while Byrne stood guard at the window.
"So, what is your answer?" the warrior asked for a third time.
Hasan nodded and another question. The warrior stared intensely, asking, "What is your name?"
"My…name? What does that got to do with…?" Hasan started.
"What is your name?" the warrior asked.
"Hasan Salamand of…" he replied.
Shaking his head, the knight asked, "No. What is your real name?"
Scared, as he was afraid of disappearing, Hasan didn't respond. The knight in golden armor asked again, "What is your real name, the one given to you by Sir Sigmund Nodor himself in the hopes that you'd become a great warrior?"
No response again from Hasan. A final time, the knight asked, "What…is…your…name? Tell me your name. Your real name."
In a small voice, Hasan muttered, "Link…Nodor…That is my name."
The warrior was relieved and took off his helmet, revealing blonde hair and Hasan's face. He smiled and said, "Finally. You got it. Now, let's stop that monster horde."
A bright light engulfed the two and Hasan felt his consciousness slipping. Everything went dark as the light gotten brighter and thoughts he didn't have before filled his mind. They were conflicting as one believed Lydia Nodor was his family while the other believed Ganondorf, Urbosa and Riju were family. Several minutes of pain as it felt he was coming together and being pulled apart at the same time and his hazel eyes snapped open. They quickly turned a glowing, light green and his entire being became that light.
"I…I can…I'm both…" he said, his voice dual as the warrior's joined his.
"This isn't working!" Asa shouted.
Cawlin and she ran out of ammo and Mido and Fado were slowing in their shooting. Aginah felt very weak as he could feel the monsters ramming into the barrier he and his twin created. He looked to his brother, who was sweating profusely. If this was to be their final battle, then he had to say something.
"Sahas…" Aginah started.
"Oh no you don't! We're not dying here!" Sahasrahla told him.
"But I don't think I'll get another chance to say it. I'm sorry that I stole that ice cream of yours when we were twelve," Aginah said.
"Uh, that was over 70 years ago! Why bring that up now? For comic relief?" Sahasrahla asked.
"And sorry that I ruined your date with Mina when we were 20," Aginah said.
"So, you were the one that put Ice Chu Jelly in the Reekfish dinner I made her?" Sahasrahla said.
Aginah nodded and said, "And I'm sorry that I also ruined your honeymoon by taking Umma there first and her telling you guys about it."
"It was supposed to be a surprise for Mina. Aginah, you…!" Sahasrahla said.
"Hey! Focus on the battle!" Asa snapped.
A loud boom and a powerful force sent the six flying backwards. The windows shattered and the barrier fizzled out. Terrified, the twin elders rushed to the windows to restart the barrier, but the monsters' focus wasn't on the house. Instead, the horde was facing a bright, greenish light in the middle of the town's ruins.
Hope welled up and Sahasrahla gasped, muttering, "By the gods…"
"He…He returned…and he's stronger than ever?" Aginah asked.
"What? What's going on?" Fado asked.
"Yeah, what's the deal with the light show?" Mido added.
The winds outside picked up and Aginah yelled, "Everybody, duck!"
They did and icicle shards were sent flying into the house.
The glowing figure stared down his foes, a horde of Wolfos, Stalfos, Bulbins and ReDeads. He wasn't terrified in the least and welcomed the challenge. Pulling out a glowing scimitar, the figure said in a dual, echoic voice, "Come then."
The Wolfos were the first to attack, with the figure sidestepping and slashing at every one that tried their best to end him. He did so first and the 20 Wolfos were taken out. There wasn't a break as he leapt into the air to avoid a screaming ReDead. He came crashing down, performing a Downward Thrust and stabbing said ReDead in the head and unleashing a powerful gust of wind.
That wind sent icicles flying, stabbing more monsters and thinning out the horde. The figure then ran through the horde, slicing and slaying as many creatures as he could. He didn't tire. In fact, every monster he slayed increased his energy and drive to eliminate them all.
"What…? What is that?" Ganondorf asked over the Sheikah Slate.
Byrne, both watching and recording what was happening, stood on a surprisingly stable roof near the battlefield as that power surge caught his attention. Matilde and Lydia would've been fine and it seemed they were relieved that he left. As His Majesty and he watched, Byrne saw the swordplay at work with the mysterious glowing figure. It was exactly like Hasan's as the young man had fluid, almost graceful movements while wielding the Gerudo scimitar. The figure struck at weak points like it was nothing and reduced the horde from several hundreds to about 200.
But that number was quickly taken down to about 150. Then to 125. And then to 75.
"I can sense his power all the way here in the palace. Find out who or what that is," Ganondorf commanded.
"Yes sir. But…Wow, that was quick," Byrne said.
He saw the figure blasting the remaining monsters with another wind gust, sending them into the ruins and many were impaled. He then launched himself towards the survivors and ended their wretched lives with quick swordplay.
"Byrne. Go," Ganondorf ordered.
Against his better judgment and wanting to know who it was, Byrne landed in the snowy streets, seeing the massacre and was both amazed and horrified. Just as he thought, the glowing figure spotted him and practically flew towards him. The two clashed with the figure slashing at Byrne and Byrne blocking with his gauntlet.
The light coming from the powerful assailant was light green, with gold coming from what seemed to be veins. His eyes were a swirl of gold, light green and red and they had strength in them. Glaring, the figure asked, "Why are you here?"
The winds picked up and Byrne knew that it would spell disaster for him if he didn't do something. Just as the frigid gale reached a high point, it stopped and the light dispersed from the figure, revealing Hasan in human form. Dark circles were under his eyes, his skin a sickly pale, and he said, "B-Byrne…What…What hap…?"
He collapsed in the half-Sheikah's arms. Another order by Ganondorf, commanding him to return to the palace immediately with Hasan and Byrne agreed. He turned off the device and spotted a weakly glowing mark on the back of Hasan's right hand. It was Farore's Sigil and that only belonged to…
"This is going to be complicated…" Byrne said as he carried the young man back to the only shelter left, the Nodor's house.
Wow, so Hasan's finally got the picture and Byrne knows who he really is. So, will this complicate matters with this Ganondorf or no? Stay tuned.
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