After learning to swim and surviving the depths of that awful pool, Frida was disappointed to discover that the next chamber was not the end of her trials in Nayru's temple.

On a plus side, there wasn't any water to be seen.

The chamber was the largest she had encountered thus far: still square like its predecessors, it looked to be almost double in size, at least fifty feet or so long and wide. A tall, stoney pillar burst from the floor, the green veins of energy that ran along its side giving it the appearance of a cybernetic tree trunk. Several metal platforms, gleaming silver in the dim light of the hanging torches, rose up and down the trunk. Various perches and ledges burst out from the walls, and along the walls opposite and right of Frida she could see two portcullis doors many feet up. It was immediately obvious that the purpose of this room was to challenge her physical prowess.

Frida grinned. This she could handle.

She walked up to the metal platform nearest her. It seemed to have two stopping points: one at the ground level by her, and another about ten feet or so up in the air. Easy enough: all she had to do was ride the platform up to the next ledge.

Two things, however, gave her pause as she approached the elevator. First, beneath the ground where the platform stopped, there was a metal grille; in the depths below, Frida could see water sloshing about. Secondly, directly above the door she had entered from, plastered on the same wall but against the ceiling, was an upside-down door. She recalled the first room she had entered - there had been a strange upside-down door there, too. What did it mean?

She tried not to think about it as she rode the lift up. Hopping off on to the ledge, she took in her new heightened surroundings.

What looked like an easy bit of platforming from the ground now appeared a bit more daunting from higher up. Initially, the platforms all looked to be nice, easy distances from each other. Now, however, the distances looked much greater. To jump to the next-highest platform would require a leap she didn't think possible of a normal person - what was available, however, were handholds for her to climb her way up.

The effort of getting to the door across the room from where she started took her ages - it was impossible to tell exactly how much time had passed, but she was fairly certain it had been at least an hour. By the end of it, her limbs ached and sweat dripped from every pore. She regretted considering this chamber easy. Honestly, she wouldn't have put it past the place to make things more difficult just to spite her.

But here she was! At last at the exit of this accursed place. Who knows, maybe the next chamber would-

Frida walked into the door. She had gotten used to the idea of the doors just opening automatically, in her excitement she had failed to pay attention and crashed into it.

"Ugh! Why does everything have to be so difficult in this place!" Frida whined and kicked the door, which only resulted in her stubbing her toe. Additional curses echoed about the large chamber.

Frustrated, she looked around to see what puzzle piece she had missed. Everything looked the same as before: just a series of platforms and elevators and climbing walls. There were no contraptions, no hidden orbs, no…

"Ah, beans."

Directly above the pillar in the center of the room, an orb sat patiently on a suspended platform. A switch sat above it attached to the ceiling, and Frida couldn't help but notice that the platform looked suspiciously like a pair of doors, and that the pillar had an interesting orb-sized hole in the top of it.

She cursed her inattention. Obviously the orb was supposed to drop down into the pillar, which would activate some switch and open the door. But how was she supposed to get to it? It was at least ten feet above the pillar! It did not seem remotely possible to reach that switch…

Frida groaned. If she had her bow and quiver, she could have completed this task in no time flat. If only that stupid Skywatcher Guardian hadn't sent her spilling into the water of the promenade.

Then again…if it hadn't been for the Guardian, she and her friends probably would not have ever found this place to begin with.

Would that have been so bad? Frida wasn't sure. At this point, she had spent who-knows-how-long in this place, and there was no sign of a purpose. No sense of why she should be here, or what going through all of these challenges was going to accomplish. Perhaps it was all pointless. Maybe she was just walking through the echoes of the past, a past where Princess Zelda was supposed to help slay Calamity Ganon and survive to lead the Kingdom of Hyrule to greatness. Maybe this was all supposed to be for her, and not the stupid huntress who found this place by accident.

A mechanical beep sounded nearby, breaking her out of her spell. Frida turned. To her left was the other door in this chamber, though it had been on her right when she first entered. A blue light on the door flashed and then went out.

Frida blinked. Was the door…talking to her?

She shook her head and looked again. The light on the door was no longer there, but she could have sworn that it had been there earlier. Perhaps it was a sign that she needed to go there, first?

She shrugged her shoulders and started making her way over, hopping across a few moving platforms. It was weird if the temple was actually capable of behaving like a living thing, but who was she to complain if it decided it wanted to help her from time to time?

When she arrived at the door, it opened immediately. Well, that made things easier, at least. She knew now that she was going the right way.

The next chamber was shrouded in darkness, the shadows so pitch-black that she could hardly see her own hand in front of her face. Frida hesitated, not wanting to fall into some kind of trap.

FWANG!

The door behind her closed shut. Ugh. Guess she had no choice.

A single torch flared to life a dozen feet ahead of her, a blue flame illuminating the darkness. Just in front of the torch she could see a rounded pedestal with a flat surface set at an angle. Vein-like lines ran across it, surrounding the rectangular insert in the center. Above the pedestal, a rounded pillar jutted down from the ceiling. The structure looked familiar to Frida, but she could not quite place what it was.

She approached with caution, as the rest of the chamber was still shrouded in the impenetrable shadows. Nothing jumped out at her as a trap, per se, but considering everything she had been through thus far, it didn't hurt to be cautious.

Upon closer inspection, she recalled what the pedestal was: it served as a downloading station for the Sheikah Slate, an ancient piece of advanced technology that both Princess Zelda and the Champion Link had used to navigate the many shrines scattered about Hyrule. But like the Master Sword, the Slate had been lost when the two were slain in their battle against Calamity Ganon. What was Frida supposed to do with this pedestal now?

She ran her fingers along the pedestal's edge, hoping to find a switch or lever that might open the now-sealed door. It was obvious what the chamber wanted: it expected her to use the Slate to download whatever memory or program or message had been left for her. But without the Slate, what was she to do?

Angrily, she slammed her fist down upon the pedestal. "Stupid temple!" she cried.

But then, something unexpected happened.

Her hand became trapped.

Ribbons of light burst out from the pedestal and wrapped around her right hand, forcing it to lay flat against the surface of the pedestal. No matter how hard she pulled, she could not break free. Blast! she thought. If only I had a knife to cut these!

The pillar above her began to glow with blue light, a tinkling sound echoing about the room as blue veins stretched down towards the pillar's tip. At the same time, the Triforce on Frida's hand began to flash with unprecedented light, forcing her to close her eyes as the symbol caused her vision to go spotty. Her hand trembled against the ribbons, to no avail.

She continued pulling, even if it didn't work, even if it only caused her wrist to scream out in pain. The pillar continued to glow as more droplets of blue energy accumulated at the tip, the tinkling sound growing louder and more rapid in pitch.

She had to break free. She was not going to let the pedestal destroy her hand.

The light continued to accumulate. Her hand flashed even brighter, then began to fade.

A drop of energy fell from the pillar.

Frida didn't know what to expect when the droplet struck the symbol on her hand. Excruciating pain? A thousand fires burning against her skin?

She was not expecting it to feel like an actual drop of water.

A chill coursed through her, at the same time that blue veins of light spread from her hand to her arm, up across the tricep muscles and through her shoulders. She felt the chill run up and down her spine for a split second.

And then, just as quickly as it had started, the feeling was over. The ribbons of light restricting her hand faded away, and the pillar hanging from the ceiling went dark.

She examined her hand. Nothing looked different, not really, though occasionally Frida swore she saw a thread of blue light zip across her veins. Her hand didn't even feel different. It was just…normal.

"Weird," Frida muttered out loud. "What was even the point of all that?"

She turned back to face the door, expecting to find that it had opened now that her ordeal was over. Instead, she was greeted by a shut door, and another blue torch lit above it.

That wasn't all, however. On either side of the torch, two orange crystals stood in silent guard, like sentinels protecting the exit of the chamber. Frida did recognize these: they acted as a kind of switch in the shrines. There was one of them in Mezza Lo, stolen from a shrine elsewhere in Lanayru Province. The task before her was now obvious enough. All she had to do was strike both crystals with a solid amount of force, and the door would open as their colors changed from orange to blue.

But how was she to reach them? They were at least eight feet up - too far for her to reach from ground level. And with no visible platforms, ropes, or ladders, there was no way to climb up to them, either.

As if in response, the Triforce on her hand glowed faintly. She glanced down at it. It didn't seem any different than normal, and yet…

A thought occurred to her, though it was a crazy one. The pedestal was supposed to help the Sheikah Slate download new information. Even though she did not have the Slate on her, it had still activated as if the device was present. Had the Triforce on Frida's hand somehow downloaded the information in its stead?

Curious, and wanting to test her theory, she raised her right hand and pointed it at a crystal. Maybe she had downloaded a program that would just let her change the crystals by pointing at them. It was worth a shot.

However, after several moments of pointing at each crystal, it became clear that she had not downloaded some magical crystal-changing program, or that the pedestal's attempt at downloading the information into the Triforce had been unsuccessful. "Stupid temple," she huffed, falling to the floor in a bitter tantrum. "If I still had my bow, I could have done this so easily."

At this, the symbol on her hand flared to life, lights flashing around her.

And a bow appeared in her hand.

Initially, the bow appeared to be made out of pure light, white-and-gold lines shimmering into existence. On second glance, it became clear that while the weapon definitely glowed with an unearthly light, it was solid, a white-marble surface with gold edging. Within the marble surface, additional symbols and runes were etched in gold - other than a Triforce symbol, Frida failed to recognize any of them. The bow itself was curved in such a way that two of them, put next to each other, would have formed a perfect circle, with each weapon forming half the shape. A single golden thread stretched from end to end. It was a strange design, Frida thought. Any normal bow, made of wood or metal, would have been useless if it was shaped like this. Considering that this weapon was clearly magical in origin, she was fairly certain this weapon did not have to worry about such restrictions.

So this is what she had acquired from the pedestal: a magic bow! She recalled hearing stories about the Princess Zelda (and other princesses before her) having access to a legendary Bow of Light, and wondered whether or not this was the same fabled weapon. If that was the case, and she could now just summon it on a whim, that made her incredibly powerful indeed.

A thought creeped in the back of her mind. But will I be powerful enough? After all, if the last Princess Zelda did have access to this bow, it wouldn't be enough. She hadn't been powerful enough to stop Calamity Ganon, even with the Master Sword-wielding champion by her side. They had still fallen, and the world had fallen with them. How could Frida, someone who had never even trained to fight such evil, possibly hope to do better?

Despite the dark thoughts that swirled within her, she focused on the task at hand. Two crystals sat before her, in need of changing. She now had a mystical weapon at her fingertips. The solution was obvious.

Even with there being no arrows present, Frida drew back the bowstring. Immediately, a shaft of pure light appeared, primed and ready. She grinned, hefting the bow and getting used to its weight. It was hard to feel hopeless with a magical weapon in your hand.

Releasing the string, she watched as the bolt of light snapped forward and struck a crystal with perfect accuracy. The crystal hummed with life, and the color changed from orange to blue.

Perfect! Frida let out a cry of victory. The bow fired even better than she had expected, with the shaft of light aiming straight ahead. Would it even be affected by gravity? She didn't know, but the prospect of having a 'perfect' bow was exciting. It might take her some time to get used to aiming it properly, but that was a concern for another day.

She fired another bolt at the remaining crystal, and it changed blue like its sister. A small musical tune, like that from a recorder, sounded about the chamber, and the door opened. Frida let out a sigh of relief. Okay, she thought, I can work with this now.

Re-entering the large chamber with the central pillar, she reevaluated the challenge set before her, waving her hand and causing the bow to fade away in a flash of light. The obvious challenge had been navigating the moving platforms and climbing her way up to the doors - that alone would have been difficult for someone who was less used to climbing trees and navigating the rocky outcrops around Kakariko Village. But there was also the orb on the platform above the pillar, and the switch that could not be accessed by someone who did not have the ability to fly (one of the mythological Rito came to mind). Now, however, with her magical bow, the task was only too easy.

Without even thinking, she raised her right hand and smiled as the bow formed in her grip. A bolt of light sprung forth and narrowly missed the switch.

Frida cursed. Yep, it was going to take some getting used to the straight shot of this weapon. Pulling the string back and allowing another arrow to form, she took aim again and fired.

This time, her aim was true, and the switch was struck with a quiet ting. The platform beneath the stone orb dropped out, allowing it to fall right into the hole at the top of the pillar.

SHWOOM!

The door to her right opened with another cheerful tune, and Frida felt her heart soar with the success. Slowly, but surely, she was getting the hang of this temple. She was bound to be close to its end.

The next chamber certainly proved this line of thinking, as it was little more than a testing ground of her archery and athletic skills. Several pillars rose up from a flooded surface, with one large platform by her door and another platform beside a door on the left-hand wall. A single crystal was attached to the wall across from her - it seemed to control the pillars, which rose and fall upon the crystal being struck. By leaping from pillar to pillar, and firing her bow at the right time, she crossed through the chamber in just under a minute.

Confidence building, she entered the next room with head held high.

Immediately upon entering, Frida's confidence reached its peak. There were no other doors to be seen! The chamber consisted only of a new kind of crystal - one which was colored purple instead of the usual blue or orange. It seemed obvious enough. She just had to strike the crystal with a light arrow, and she would have successfully bested the temple.

Grinning, she pulled back the string and let loose. The arrow struck the crystal with a resonating chorus that echoed about the chamber. Frida waited for victory to be hers - for the shrine to teleport her back to the beginning, for an ancient monk to congratulate her for making it this far, for something good to finally happen.

Instead, her entire world spun upside-down.