Zelda knew there was not much she could do without being seen. Link was injured badly and Zarbag couldn't hold back any longer. He moved to lunge out from behind the tree that hid them, but Zelda stopped him. As soon as he looked at her he knew she had a plan. Zelda nodded and jumped out into the open. She took a deep breath and howled. Zelda and Zarbag watched as the Rocktooth Prowler halted its assault on the league members and turned towards her. Sending one last glance at Zarbag she ran into the forest, the prowler sprinting after his new prey. Zarbag wasted no time and got Link to Mallog.
Zelda's lungs burned. She could feel her legs giving out as she made her way deeper into the soul drain forest. She spotted a tangle of overgrown roots, weeds, and fallen trees and made her way towards it. As she hopped over a dead oak tree she glanced back but didn't see the prowler trailing her. A sudden panic filled her chest and she drew a deep breath, once again releasing a howl into the darkened wood.
Only eerie deadly silence answered her. Another heart stopping second passed with no answering howl, then a low growl to her left caught her attention. Her blood ran cold and her heart seemed to stop. Trembling she forced herself to turn towards the shadows the growl had come from and waited. The large black beast made his way out of the shadows, Zelda's fear reached a fevered pitch. It stalked its prey, circling it in ever tightening passes, each time coming closer to the Elf princess. Zelda stood frozen, silent tears running down her face. There was nothing would save her.
As those last thoughts filled her mind, the prowler let loose a final howl, one of victory, and pounced on the girl knocking her to the ground. Zelda's head slammed onto a rock and a deep gash let a river of blood loose. The prowler nhaled the sent and it drove the lion wild. Hot saliva dripped on Zelda's face as a warm tongue lapped at the wound. She felt disgusted and terrified. She began to push the wolf off of her. Deciding that if she were to die, then it would be fighting.
The prowler was suddenly gone and she wasted no time waiting for him to hit the ground. Jumping to her feet she surged through the forest back towards where Zarbag was. Her head was fuzzy and her vision swam. Trees doubled and tripled as she ran past them. The dark shadows that filled the forest seemed to be making a home in her head and in her eyes. She could feel her blood-soaked hair weighing her head down, could feel the blood as it trickled down her face and neck, drying in a grotesque sticky mess.
She began to stumble as her body protested her movements. She couldn't hear the prowler but she knew he was close. Rounding an ancient tree she tripped over an exposed root. She pushed herself up forcing her body to obey her. As she gained her footing a sharp set of teeth sank into her right ankle, snapping it.
She cried out into the night, clawing the ground trying to prevent herself from being pulled farther into the forest, from being pulled to her death. Long claws pierced into her back forcing her to stop moving. Letting go of her ankle, Prowler moved up to her calf sinking his hungry teeth into warm flesh once again. Before he could rip the tasty bit of flesh off the girl he was knocked back.
The ground rumbled, Zelda turned to see Gannondorf standing between her and the hungry Prowler. She could see bits of her jeans trapped between the teeth of the creature. Her blood mixed with its' saliva dripping down onto the forest floor. Her vision started to swim again. Her body finally giving way, she dropped flat to the ground. As her last moments of consciousness slipped away she felt cold steel around her wrists and the sound of a distinct voice. Then darkness was all around her.