We left for Gerudo Town two days later, the three of us along with the Sheikah ninjas and my small squadron of guards. The weather had turned cloudy and overcast with light showers of rain sporadically occurring as we made our way through Tabantha and Ridgeland. By the time we reached the Gerudo Canyon Stables, it was night and all of our clothes were stiff from the dried rain. I made preparations with the stable owner for all of us, securing lodging for our horses as well as beds for everyone. By the time that was done, Impa and Revali had a fire going and were readying food to be cooked. Revali was clearly boasting about something, and I could tell by the look on Impa's face she was ready to punch him. Deciding it best to keep the peace between members of my party, I joined them, ready to diffuse the situation.

Before long, we had a thick stew cooking. Everyone ate their fill and retired early for the night. It had been a long day of travel and tomorrow we'd all be subjected to the heat of the desert as we made our way to Gerudo Town. Thankfully the guards had brought along Gerudo attire thus I only had to buy supplies for Impa and gave Revali an elixir I had made that would help keep his body temperature regulated. His insulating feathers wouldn't be very forgiving in the desert heat, no matter what he wore. I was grateful I had brought a lot of the chilly elixir along.

With that all taken care of, we left early the next morning, rising at sunset to escape traveling during the hottest part of the day. Both Impa and I felt and looked like zombies, rising at the break of day. We weren't morning people... and once again my thoughts drifted to Link, wondering how he was doing with his trials. Over a week had passed since we had said goodbye... by now he was probably in the midst of his trails. Maybe he was already finished and headed back now?

I shook my head, clearing those thoughts away. There was no point thinking about Link right now. I had other, much more relevant topics to focus on. Still, Link was always there, lingering in the back of my mind.

We trekked through the sand, our pace slow as each step sunk into sand. We reached the Kara Kara Bazaar by midmorning and took a short break to replenish our water and rest our legs. I bought Revali, Impa, and I some shaved ice and sat around the lake, dipping our feet into the cool water.

"I kind of like Gerudo clothes." Impa said, running her fingers along her purple and gold fabric. Her set consisted of loose purple pants that ended at her knee. She had a golden sash tied around her waist with lavender accents, golden sandals, and a sleeveless purple top that tied around her neck. Golden bangles accented her biceps and wrists, and she wore half her hair in her traditional bun, while the lower section was in a low pony, held together by a gold band.

"They are fun." I said, looking down at my red, flowing pants. "They're so bright and vibrant."

"Even the armor." Impa exclaimed, poking at my pauldrons.

"We'll have to get you some armor when we arrive at Gerudo Town." I said, knowing Impa would be partaking in the battle. "I'm sure the Gerudo military will have some you can borrow."

We continued to chat for a little while longer, but quickly continued on our way before it got too much hotter. Already I could feel the heat increasing, starting to grow uncomfortable, despite the salve I had to help combat the sun's intense rays.

Eventually we reached Gerudo Town, Fosaku and Otel standing guard outside. Next to Gerudo Town was a large encampment of Hylian soldiers set up, tents packed closely together. The sound of metal clashing echoed in the distance, informing me somewhere that soldiers were practicing. Although the Hylian forces had likely only arrived a day or two ahead of us, they were already well set up and training. It made my spirits brighten.

Fosaku greeted me and hurriedly escorted Impa and I through Gerudo Town until we reached the palace. Revali begrudgingly stayed behind with the guards. As we walked through Gerudo Town, I could tell instantly it was busier than normal; soldiers were marching to and fro, while others were busy transporting goods. There were female hylian soldiers positioned throughout the town as well.

We entered the palace, my eyes immediately finding Urbosa, who was sitting upon the throne, deep in conversation with Natuma. However, upon seeing Fosaku enter, her head turned towards us and she practically leaped from her chair as I entered with Impa right next to me.

"Zelda!" She exclaimed and rushed to me. Her hands grabbed me by the shoulders and her eyes looked relieved. "I'm so glad you made it here unharmed."

I furrowed my brows, not expecting this reaction. "Has something happened?" I asked, fear building up inside me.

Urbosa sighed, then released me, one hand going to knead her forehead. "Obviously the Yiga have noticed our guests. It's not like we were trying to keep them hidden, but they know something is happening. Thus the Yiga have been very unruly lately. I feared they would find and attack you on your way here."

I shook my head, "We didn't run across any trouble. They probably aren't expecting me to be here."

"Yes. I figured as much. Still, the Yiga have been more active." Urbosa ran a hand through her hair, "But that does bring up a topic of discussion." I arched an eyebrow, but Urbosa merely shook her head. "We'll discuss this all soon enough. When the Sheikah forces arrive, which I'm hoping will be in the next few days."

"What about the Gorons?" I asked, recalling our plan to have troops from different clans stationed at various cities. The Gorons had been assigned to Gerudo.

Urbosa shrugged, "I'm not counting on them to get here in time. We gave everyone a month to get their soldiers in place. By the time we're done fighting, the Gorons will probably show up. Along with the Rito. They agreed to have some of their warriors stationed here as lookouts along our highland borders."

I had not been aware of that, but it was a good idea. It must have been something they decided upon while I was away at the Great Plateau, investigating what Purah had named the Shrine of Resurrection. "Speaking of the Rito," I started, "We ended up recruiting Revali while we were there."

Urbosa arched an eyebrow, interested. "Having another champion will be increase our odds. And I assume your objective was met while you were there?" Urbosa's eyes went to the bow strapped to my back.

I nodded, "Yes." Deciding to leave it at that and not go into how this bow was more difficult to use than an ordinary bow.

"Lady Urbosa." Natuma approached us, her voice steeled and firm.

"Right, I'll be right there." Urbosa sighed, her features taunt with stress. Her eyes met mine and she gave a strained smile. "We'll talk soon. But there are things I must tend to now. You and your friend are welcome here anytime. And I'm happy you made it here safely."

I nodded, "I understand Urbosa. There will be time for us to talk later. Impa and I shall return to Revali and our guards and find a place to stay within the encampment."

Urbosa's eyes looked strained, as if she was debating something in her head. She shook her head, "Of course. I will send word to you later." With that Urbosa and Natuma turned away, headed towards the western exit which lead to the training grounds.

Looking to Impa, I said, "Let's meet back up with the others. It will take some time for us to get situated."

"Works for me." Impa shrugged, then followed me out of Gerudo Town and back to where our guards and Revali were waiting. Revali gave us a dull look as we returned, clearly not pleased at being left behind.

"Let's set up camp." I pointed to the encampment. "Does anyone know whose in charge?" I had forgotten to ask before I left.

One of the royal guards stepped forward, "Lieutenant Brazo." She answered curtly.

"Alright. Let's find him and figure out where we can set up." I said, ready to head out.

However I was stopped as Revali asked, "Don't you think it would be safer if you and the Sheikah girl stayed at the palace?"

"Honestly, I think they're both equally safe at this point." I answered. "In the encampment we'll literally be surrounded by hundreds of soldiers, whereas in the palace we'd have better shelter. I think for now we'd be fine in the encampment. Plus we'll have our guards with us. Not all of them could follow us into Gerudo Town."

Revali huffed, "Seems rather asinine only females can enter. Hardly convenient."

"It's tradition." I smirked.

Revali frowned, huffed, and then walked on ahead of us. Impa, I, and the guards followed, entering the bustling encampment. The encampment was much like Gerudo Town in that everyone was busy, running about. As we made our way in deeper, I had to stop and ask one of the soldiers where the Lieutenant was.

The knight was clearly young and recently knighted, probably a year or two younger than me. It struck me just how unfair it was to have someone so young have to fight this battle where many would die. But it had always been this way. Link had been a knight for several years before being appointed my knight, meaning he had been even younger than this knight when he started. Yet only now did the unjustness of it hit me; perhaps because battle and war had never been so close.

For a moment, my resolve eroded and I truly wondered if I could do this: lead civilians and children into battle. But did we have much of a choice? If we didn't fight, we'd be massacred.

"Excuse me." I called to him, his bright blue eyes eager. "Could you tell me where Lieutenant Brazo is?" I asked him. His eyes went wide when he realized who had addressed him. He gave a deep bow.

"Princess Zelda!" He exclaimed. "I would be honored to assist you." He fumbled for a minute, not entirely sure how to act in the presence of royalty.

"It's alright." I said and smiled amicably. "If you could just point us in the direction, that would be helpful."

The boy nodded and as he opened his mouth to speak, another knight stepped forward, his hand clamping down on the boy's shoulder. "You must excuse Igris. He's new and sometimes forgets himself." I looked up to see a dark-haired knight with hazel eyes. "But I'd be happy to escort you to Lieutenant Brazo. I was just heading to meet him."

I looked from the boy - Igris, who had an abashed look on his face, to the other knight, who was probably two years older than me. "I assure you, Igris was perfectly polite and about to direct us. Tell me, who are you?"

The knight smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes. "Name's Cobain. Cobain Bryld. I'm sure you know my father, Duke Bryld. He's a good friend of the King's. And I'm his eldest son; I'm second in command here. So I'd be happy to help you, Princess."

I pursed my lips, not sure why I felt the need to be stubborn. Setting that aside, I nodded, "Very well. Please show us the way, Cobain." I gave a polite nod to the other knight, "And thank you Igris for your assistance." The boy blushed and then gave a deep bow once more.

Cobain stepped away from him and beckoned us to follow, falling into pace just a step ahead of me. We weaved our way through the encampment in silence for a few minutes, but then Cobain turned back to look at me, a smile on his face. "I knew the Princess was coming, but I never imagined you'd actually be fighting alongside us. Seems kind of dangerous."

I pointed behind me to the group following me. "That's why I have them."

Cobain laughed, although it sounded forced. "Of course. You're royal guard and some Sheikah." His eyes narrowed, as they found Revali, not expecting a Rito with me. "And a Rito warrior."

"He's a champion." I explained.

"Ah, one of those." Cobain's eyes rested on Revali for a minute before he turned to look ahead of him again. "Although it seems kind of odd that you'd be in the midst of battle without your personal knight. Seems like he's scoffing on the job! Can't even figure out how to use his own sword."

I narrowed my eyes at the knight, not appreciating his insults, even if he said them in a joking manner. Additionally, it wasn't even Link's fault the sword wasn't at it's full power. It was mine. A wave of guilt washed over me and I frowned. "Link's skill is unrivaled." I said, defending him.

"Yeah?" Cobain asked, his voice still light and airy. "According to the rumors, you weren't too pleased with him being assigned as your knight though."

I bit my lip, annoyed with myself for being so stubborn and adamant when I first met Link. I hadn't even given him a chance back then. "Perhaps initially I was uncertain of him. But his prowess with a blade convinced me otherwise." I returned, my voice smooth and polite, not betraying the anger brewing up inside me.

"Ah, nonetheless, he isn't here to protect you know." Cobain replied, "Perhaps you should be assigned a new knight? I can assure you that my skill is unprecedented. Despite my youth, I've risen through the ranks rapidly. I do not doubt that the royal guard title will be bestowed upon me soon. Which, if I do say so myself, would make me the perfect candidate to be a replacement for Link."

I felt the overwhelming urge to slap the soldier. He certainly was full of himself and perhaps a bit oblivious. It seemed he thought everyone would be impressed by his knightly standing and lineage. "I appreciate your concern." I said in my voice I used when dealing with nobles: sickeningly sweet. "But Link will return shortly. In his absence, like I mentioned prior, I have guards with me. And although I may seem helpless, let me reassure you that I am not defenseless."

Cobain stopped walking, his hazel eyes meeting mine. "Of course, Princess. I just want to make sure you're safe. I am always here if you need anything." He gave a polite dip of his head and then motioned to a man behind him a ways. "There is Lieutenant Brazo. I will leave you to it." With that the guard walked away.

I let out a long sigh, glad he was gone. "And here I was hoping for a brawl." Revali mused beside me as he watched Cobain disappear. "The Princess versus obnoxious knight."

Impa snickered. "We have the pot calling the kettle black over here!"

Revali narrowed his eyes at the Sheikah girl. "Please, people feel blessed when in my presence. I am, after all the Rito Champion, Master of the Air!"

Impa rolled her eyes. "I just didn't care for his remarks." I stated, ignoring Impa and Revali's feud.

Impa shrugged, "He was probably just trying to climb the ladder. That's what a lot of people with his lineage try to do. A position as the Princess's knight... He'd be set for life. Then again, if he is the son of a Duke, he could end up being your husband, Zelda. Then he'd really be set."

I groaned. "Please don't say such things." Picturing spending more time than necessary with that knight was already giving me a headache.

"I'd think you'd be used to dealing with people like that, Zelda." Revali said, "I'm sure most nobles are always trying to get in good graces with you and your father."

"Eh, he's to uppity for Zee, here." Impa nudged me. "Zelda prefers knights from commoner families. And blonde hair."

I whipped my head at Impa, glaring at her as my face reddened. "Impa!" I hissed.

Revali 's eyes widened in shock, which quickly turned into a scoff, which transitioned into laughter. "Please." He wheezed, "Do not tell me that our Princess here, has a crush on the knight that wields the legendary Sword the seals the Darkness."

Impa merely grinned, causing my face to turn an even deeper shade of red. Oh sometimes, I could kill her. I practically screamed in my head as I envisioned strangling Impa until she was blue in the face.

It was then Revali and Impa met each other's gaze and a moment of understanding went through them. I could see the change happening before me and it made me wish they would go back to bickering rather than this truce.

Clearing his throat, Revali gave me a knowing look. "I had no idea about your... preferences, Zelda."

I glared at both the Sheikah and the Rito. "This conversation stays between the three of us." I hissed. "Now I'm going to go talk to the Lieutenant, so please just remain quiet!"

The two shared a look and I merely rubbed my temples, knowing this wouldn't be the end of it. Ignoring them, I walked over to the Lieutenant, who was a middle aged Hylian, with a thick beard and long brown hair. Upon seeing me approach, he bowed his head and greeted me with a polite, "Princess."

"Hello Lieutenant Brazo. My company and I just arrived. We were hoping to set up a small camp within the encampment. Perhaps you can direct us to a place where we won't be in the way."

"Ah yes." He nodded and then called over one of his subordinates. "Please show Princess Zelda to the center of the encampment." He instructed the soldier and then looked back at me, "There is a place there next to my tent where you can set up."

With that the Lieutenant was gone and I quickly followed the soldier, keeping some distance between Revali and Impa as I didn't appreciate their teasing. We reached the spot the Lieutenant was talking about and quickly set up several tents. When that was done, Impa, Revali, and I walked around the encampment, trying to figure out the layout. By the time we were done exploring, evening had fallen. It was another early night for us, tired from our travels through the desert. Thus sleep called to all of us, and we obediently obeyed.

Two days passed until the Sheikah troops finally arrived. I hadn't seen much of Urbosa, and spent most of my time with Revali and Impa. We kept busy by training and going over strategies with the Lieutenant. With Revali's powers at our disposal, we developed several new tactics.

We trained relentlessly with the Gerudo warriors, preparing as best we could for the battle that was ahead. By the time the Sheikah forces arrived, the Hylian army had settled in and was adapting well to the desert. The rest of the day was spent helping the Sheikah set up their own camp so the following days could be spent training and preparing. Reghi - my and Impa's instructor - had led the forces here and he gladly relinquished leadership over to Impa. Although he did assure her he would be there to help and provide insight when necessary. He was a trained and highly experienced assassin.

As evening came, the Sheikah's camp was finally set up. My body ached from the constant exertion over the past several days, and I looked forward to a fitful sleep. Walking back to the Hylian encampment, I noticed a small patrol of Gerudo warriors headed our way. Upon closer inspection I noticed Urbosa was amongst them. Altering my direction, I headed towards Urbosa, Impa and Revali following me.

Urbosa nodded as I neared her, "Apologies I haven't been in contact with you sooner." Urbosa said, looking between me, Impa, and Revali.

"We've been busy ourselves." I supplied.

"The Sheikah have set up camp." Impa added, "I assume we can start finalizing battle plans?"

Urbosa nodded, "Yes. If you will, please, join me tomorrow for lunch. We can discuss plans. Bring the Hylian Lieutenant, and Reghi is welcome as well. It will be nice to finally meet the legendary Sheikah assassin. I'll have a tent put up outside Gerudo Town, so we can all sit together without opposing our customs."

"Understood." I answered. With that, we parted ways. The evening went by quickly enough and I decided to give myself a break the next morning and slept in. By the time I got up and ready, there was only a few hours before I had to meet with Urbosa.

When the time came, I made my way to the Northern entrance to Gerudo Town, the giant, red tent easy to spot. It was held up by wooden posts, and a long, wooden table was positioned underneath it. There were red and gold cushions placed around the low table, enough for everyone to sit at. Gerudo warriors stood around the tent, on lookout, spears and swords in hand, ready for an enemy attack.

Urbosa sat in the middle of the table, and I sat across from her, Impa and Revali on either side of me. Lieutenant Brazo sat next to Urbosa, while Reghi sat next to Impa. "Well it seems we are all here." Urbosa said and gave a friendly smile, albeit strained. "Thank you all for coming."

"It's not like we had much of a choice." Revali remarked, folding his arms. Behind us, a Gerudo girl came into view, carrying a pitcher of cold tea. She poured us each a glass and then disappeared.

"Regardless," I began, "I think the first business in order is when do we mount the attack? The Yiga already know something is happening. A surprise attack is clearly out of the question."

"Agreed." Urbosa said, her bright eyes meeting mine, "Still, we can't sit ideally for too long. It could give the Yiga time to attack us. And we want to take the battle to them. We should have enough soldiers to outnumber them now, but we'll be attacking them in a closed off valley. And we don't know the layout of their hideout. We'll be at a disadvantage there."

"Have you sent out any spies?" Reghi asked.

Urbosa sighed, "I've sent scouts out, however my warriors aren't known for their stealth. We've only been able to get so far in the valley before being noticed."

Both Reghi and Impa smirked, "Well it's a good thing you have a group of trained ninjas at your aid." Impa said. "I think we can manage a little bit better than your warriors."

Urbosa grinned, "Yes, I would expect nothing less than trained assassins."

"Then let's send out several scouts and see what information we can glean." I responded, "We could mount a decent attack in a week's time, agreed?"

Impa and Urbosa nodded, "That gives the Sheikah enough time to settle in and learn to work with my warriors." Urbosa voiced. "If the scouts do find anything in the next few days, we can make alterations in time."

"How do you propose we attack their base?" Revali asked, "It's in a valley, so I'm assuming tight quarters?"

"Yes." Urbosa replied. "Those on the front lines will see the majority of the fight. We typically have to rotate waves of warriors, which can be difficult in such tight spaces."

"There are ledges all along the valley." I added, "If we can position soldiers up there, it would be perfect for archers." I met Revali's gaze.

"Indeed it would." He smirked.

"The Sheikah are pretty adept at using bows." Impa jumped in. "And good at getting around, so climbing to some ledges to get into proper position wouldn't be too much of an issue."

"That is good to hear, considering my warriors are much more capable and experienced on the ground and with blades or spears." Urbosa rubbed her temple, "However they will have to move along those ledges and keep up with the main group on foot below. I'd think that would be rather difficult given the nature of those ledges."

"Then have the archers go in advance." Revali said as if it was obvious. "I can fly so keeping up won't be an issue. But the Sheikah can get into position before the Gerudo and Hylians storm into the valley."

"I can lead them. Along with Revali." I voiced. "I know the valley and can direct them through it, while Urbosa, Impa, and Lieutenant Brazo lead the ground troops in."

Urbosa frowned, her eyes lowering. "Yes, that is a sound plan, however..." Her eyes glanced up to meet mine, resolved and unwavering. "The Yiga Clan want you dead, Little Bird. That is one of their main objectives. And because of that I don't want you anywhere near the battlefield."

Urbosa's words stunned me. My eyes flew wide open and my mouth fell agape, as if she had punched me in the gut. Urbosa had always been aware of my skills and knew I could handle myself in battle; thus her words came as a complete shock. I thought we would all be on the same page... fighting this threat together.

I felt all eyes on me, awaiting my reaction. I felt the anger rise up inside me, ready to defend myself and protest that I should be on the battlefield to fight the Yiga. It was my fight too, perhaps more so than anyone else in this meeting. Therefore I should be on the battlefield!

I took a deep breath, trying to calm my rage. I swallowed and recalled King Dorephan's talk with me; his concern and his reprimanding voice. I had always been headstrong and dived into any situation. While I thought myself logical and thorough, when it came to matters like this, I was rather... impulsive.

Urbosa did have a point. I was safer in Gerudo Town, away from the battle. While every fiber of me wanted to join my comrades in this fight, the smart decision would be to have me stay away. I was crucial to the fight against Calamity Ganon and if I were to fight the Yiga, I would instantly become a target for all of them. All they had to do was separate me from the others, which wouldn't be that difficult a task for them on their home turf.

I let out a long exhale and closed my eyes, unhappy with the turn of events, but knowing it was important. I had to stay alive. "Very well." I uttered.

There was a moment of silence and then "What?!" I looked over at Impa, who was staring at me with wide, shocked eyes, as if I had said the most ludicrous thing imaginable. I looked over at Urbosa, who also had a stunned expression, as if she had been expecting an argument and my agreement had been the last possible option she thought plausible. I folded my arms. Was I really that difficult?

I didn't need to answer that question.

I glanced over at Revali, the yellow feathers above his eyes arching upwards as he also had not expecting my reaction, although he wasn't as baffled as Urbosa and Impa. "What?" I hissed annoyed with everyone staring at me as if I had just sprang a second head.

Urbosa recovered first, clearing her throat, "Sorry, Little Bird. But I was expecting more... interference on your end."

I nodded, understanding. "Yes, well I am not pleased by this outcome, but I do see the logic behind it. It would be best for me to stay off the battlefield during this specific battle. So I will reluctantly abide."

There was another pause, and then, "Are you sure you're Zelda?" Impa asked from my side, poking my bicep with her finger.

I brought a hand to my forehead. Thankfully Reghi came to my rescue. "It's called maturity, Impa. Sometimes we must do the things we don't want to do, but which is best for the scenario at hand."

"Still..." Impa started, her eyes fixed on me, "This isn't like you at all. This is the last thing I'd expect of you. You trying to compromise fighting in the rear ranks was more expected than this."

I sighed, "I've just learned that I need to think more logically about these types of situations. If I was looking at a similar situation outside, I'd agree with Urbosa. The targeted individual should stay far away from the battle. Even if I think I'd be helpful."

"Don't worry, Zelda." Revali suddenly spoke, his voice proud, "I shall shoot twice as many arrows and fall twice as many enemies to compensate. Let me be the representative archer in this battle. There will be more to come. Let your allies handle this one."

"Revali is correct." Urbosa stated, "Although your skills would be an asset, they most likely won't swing the tide in our favor. Let the five of us handle it."

I nodded resolutely, "Very well. I trust all of you to defeat the Yiga." I pursed my lips, "But that doesn't mean I have to be happy about being left behind."

"Ah, but that's where you're wrong, Zelda." Reghi said, "You're not being left behind. You're preparing for your own battle to come. Strength and wisdom do not come from how many battles one faces, but from learning what battles one must fight. Yours will come soon enough. Perhaps faster than we'd like."

I couldn't argue with that. Still his words didn't make me feel any better, although I knew it was for the best. With that settled, we began to discuss strategies, specifically who would lead what division, where they would be positioned, and their movements. When all of that was done, we agreed to attack in six days, giving us enough time to send out spies, gather information, and train.

Impa, Revali, and I went back to our tents in silence. We were all lost in our own thoughts, the battle approaching weighing heavily upon us. For all of us, this would be our first major battle. We had all been in small skirmishes over the years, but never an actual battle that would affect the outcome of Hyrule... that would be the start to a war.

"I'm going to go talk with Reghi." Impa suddenly spoke, breaking the quiet. "I want to discuss who to send out as spies." I nodded and then Impa raced off, trying to catch Reghi before he disappeared in the encampment.

Revali and I continued onwards. After a few paces, Revali asked, "Still upset?"

I gave a loud exhale, making the answer obvious. "I know it's for the best." I reasoned, more for myself.

Revali met my gaze, "Sometimes it's harder being the one that's left behind."

I looked down, feeling that it hit the mark a little too well... in multiple ways. "A part of me feels guilty staying behind while everyone else risks their lives."

Revali placed a winged hand on my shoulder, surprising me. He wasn't one to show sympathy or affection. "None of us feel that way Zelda. Although I'd prefer another skilled archer with me on the battlefield, I do agree that we can't risk losing you in this battle. We need you. Not because you have some special power." Revali scoffed, "I have a special power as do the other champions. And that knight. But you Zelda, you're our leader. You're the one who's made all of this possible. Who else would have brought all of us together? Would have given fuel to make all these intensive plans to defeat Calamity Ganon? No one. We wouldn't even be preparing until it was too late. You've given us a chance, Zelda."

I shook my head, touched by his words. But he didn't understand. "I only did this because I haven't unlocked my powers. Link and I were supposed to be enough to defeat Calamity Ganon. But since I have no power, I had to think of another way..."

"Then maybe it's a good thing you haven't gotten your powers yet." Revali said.

"I'm still worried. What if they never come?"

"They will." Revali replied, unwavering. "Although after everything else you've done, we may not even need them." He ended with a dismissive tone, which made me smile.

"Everyone else is so certain." I mused out loud.

"Because we believe in you." Revali stated, his eyes piercing. "Maybe it's time you believed in yourself."

His words stung, but they rang with truth. "How?" I whispered, looking down.

Revali inhaled, puffing his chest out in the process. His wings extended outwards, currents of wind flowing past him and up into the air. "You just believe." Revali snapped his wings shut and the air currents died down. "When Rito children first learn to fly, they must leap off the cliffs of the village and let their newfound wings catch the wind. We all know they can do it. Still, in order to take that first leap, they must believe in themselves."

"I don't even know if that's the key to unlocking them though." I said, recalling what Hylia told me in my dreams. That it was right in front of me.

"Then believe you'll find it." Revali answered as if it was obvious.

The days passed quickly before the battle. All the soldiers were busy training for the battle. The spies returned a few days later, having new information about the Yiga's hideout. They had found the opening to the Yiga's hideout, which led to a small room with several pathways to choose from. The fifth pathway from the right was the entrance to the hideout. Past that, led into a room with a prison and several guards patrolling. The spies hadn't made it much farther in as the place was swarming with enemies.

Regardless, the information was valuable and gave us a better idea of what to expect once inside. We made slight adjustments to our plan and then waited for the day to march out.

The morning of, I awoke early, my gut queasy. Impa and Revali also rose early, anticipation in the air. Despite the early hours, the camp was already bustling with life. The plan was to march out early to avoid the blistering heat. Impa gave me a brief nod and a smile that didn't reach her eyes. Grabbing my hands, she squeezed them. "We'll be alright. I promise we'll all come back fine. With a victorious battle to add!" She hid it well, but I could hear the strain in her voice. This was her first leadership position; she was nervous.

"Just don't do anything reckless." I said in a hoarse voice. "Keep your wits."

Impa nodded, "I will. I don't have a death wish."

We embraced and once we released each other, she was gone, ready to prepare and lead the Sheikah forces. I watched her disappear behind the maze of tents and supplies. A moment later, I found Revali by my side. I looked up at him, his face neutral. "Shouldn't you be leaving to head your division of archers?"

"Soon, yes." He closed his eyes and inhaled. "They won't get very far without me after all." There was a gentle breeze in the air today, not as harsh as the typical desert winds.

I sighed, emotion filling me. My body was flowing with anxiety and nerves. Waiting for them to return felt as if it would kill me. Although the battle ahead was terrifying, it felt much more manageable than waiting. In battle there was only enough time to think about what needed to be done. Here... I had all the time in the world to ponder what horrendous things could be happening to my friends and allies.

"Be careful, Revali." I voiced, looking up at his bright green eyes.

Revali huffed, "As if I'd be felled by a group of traitors." His eyes softened though as they met mine, "So you needn't worry. I will have the Power of Air on my side as well."

I nodded, feeling slightly reassured. "Good."

Revali gave me a smug grin and then crouched down. The wind picked up and a second later, Revai was soaring high into the air, flying to the outskirts of the encampment, where his platoon of archers were gathering.

Knowing there was nothing else left for me here, I began to make my way towards Gerudo Town, three of my royal guards trailing behind me. I had sent the other two royal guards to join Impa as they wouldn't be allowed in Gerudo Town anyways since they were male. Entering Gerudo Town, it felt unusually quiet. By now most of the warriors had left the Town, joining up with the Hylian and Sheikah armies. Very few Gerudo remained in the town; just several guards, merchants, and children.

Making my way to the palace, I stopped at the bottom of the stairs as Urbosa came into view. She stood at the top of the stairs, her warrior armor on, the golden pieces shining in the sun's rays that poked over the highlands to the East. Her favorite scimitar was attached to her belt, the sheath golden with gems encrusted into it.

Spotting me, Urbosa hurried down the stairs, several guards behind her. "Little Bird." She called as she reached the bottom of the stairs and hugged me. "It is good to see you." She smiled, her face calm but serious. "While I am away, I am leaving you in charge of Gerudo Town."

I raised my eyebrows in surprise. "Me?"

Urbosa nodded. "Both my sister and Natuma will be on the battlefield. As the princess, you really are the best person to oversee things while we are away. Besides, things should be fairly calm here."

I nodded, knowing there wouldn't be much for me to deal with while she was away. Still, I felt honored knowing she trusted me enough to look after things in her absence. "I'll do my best."

Urbosa grinned, "You always do, Little Bird." Her hand cupped my cheek gentle, her eyes scanning my face. "Sometimes it seems like only yesterday you were a small child sitting in my room with one of my books in hand, trying to figure out how to read it." Her eyes softened, "While today you are a strong and intelligent leader, befitting the title Queen."

My eyes widened in shock. No one had ever said such a thing to me. "You think so?" I whispered.

Urbosa nodded. "Yes. You've worked hard, Zelda."

I looked down abashedly, "I still have much to learn."

"But you recognize that." Urbosa exhaled, "No matter how old and how experienced, every leader is constantly learning... At least those who do not shut themselves off. There are always ways to improve, to grow... and it is important to recognize and acknowledge that. Being able to do so is, in my opinion, what makes a good leader, a great leader."

I looked up to see Urbosa's stern expression, her vibrant eyes filled with resolve. "Please be safe today." I uttered.

Urbosa gave a firm nod, "Of course. Do not forget, I was a warrior before I was a chieftain. My blade is still sharp and if anything I can always zap them." She held up the palm of her hand where a small spark of lighting formed and then sizzled out.

Her confidence eased my nerves a little. "Good luck."

Urbosa put a hand on my shoulder and gave a soft squeeze. "We'll be back before you know it." With that she released my shoulder and walked past me, her shoulder brushing mine. Her guards followed behind her, leaving me at the bottom of the stairs, my three royal guards patiently waiting behind me.

I tilted my head back and looked up at the clear blue sky. It seemed far too peaceful a day for the bloodshed that would soon stain it.

Revali soared high above the sandy ground, the occasional cacti appeared, but besides that the land below him was devoid of life. Up ahead was the highlands that surrounded the desert, their peaks gleaming white. Nestled in a crevice that wound between the highlands was Karusa Valley: their destination. He could see the opening to the valley in the distance, the valley shrouded in shadows.

Glancing behind him, he saw his squadron of archers, composed of mainly sheikah and Hylians. While their skill wasn't as polished as a Rito's, they would due. Behind them was a decent distance of open desert and then the main force, about four times bigger than his group of archers. He could make out Urbosa in the front lines, her golden armor and helm along with the cascade of red hair easy to spot, even from the skies.

Also leading the horde of soldiers were two sheikah, dressed in traditional Sheikah gear: tight black pants and shirt with light-weight armor attached. He was too far away to discern who was who, but he knew they were Reghi and Impa. He had passed by the girl before he left and couldn't help but notice how on edge she was. As a Sheikah, he was certain the girl was well suited to battle, even if this was her first major one. He felt that she was more anxious over being in charge of such a large platoon of soldiers.

Revali glanced down at his squadron of archers. After working with them over several days and going over their plans and a topological map of Karusa Valley, he was confident his archers would be fine. He was their leader after all; he set a fine example. If only they could fly.

Revali veered to the right and descended, aiming for the top of Karusa Valley. He coasted along the air currents slowly, circling from time to time so he didn't get too far ahead of his platoon. Eventually, he alighted upon the clifftop at the entrance to Karusa Valley. The valley looked deserted from what he could see. However it did twist to the right, blocking his view of the rest of the valley.

Revali waited for his archers to catch up, tapping his foot impatiently as he watched their sluggish movement. If only they could fly!

The sun had risen higher and his eyes flickered on the small bump in the distance that was Gerudo Town. He wondered how Zelda was doing, half expecting to see her magically appear during the battle. Although she had seemed fixed on her decision to stay, regardless if she wasn't pleased about it.

As the archers made their way into Karusa Valley they began to climb up the rocks onto the ledges that poked out all along the valley. Only a few soldiers would climb the rocks and once at the top they would secure a rope, allowing the others to quickly climb up. They began to scale the cliffsides, carefully and quietly moving from ledge to ledge, making their way deeper into the valley.

Revali watched their progress, staying at the top of the cliff so he could monitor their movements and keep a lookout. Slowly the troops took up their positions, several archers staying on each ledge. As the archers went further and further in, Revali took to the skies, gliding above the valley, his keen eyes scanning the surroundings. Ideally, the archers would be able to take positions on every ledge; however the odds of that were highly unlikely the closer they got to the Yiga's hideout. Thus the plan was to engage them in battle and when more Yiga started to appear, Revali would signal for the second wave to enter, which was led by Impa. Once they had cleared a path to the entrance, the third wave would burrow through and invade the hideout, which was commanded by Urbosa.

Movement caught Revali's eyes and he dove lower, scouring the area for any signs of Yiga. As he came level with the top of the valley, he saw a figure dart out of the shadows and head further in. Revali drew his bow and fired at the figure, falling the opponent before he disappeared.

Revali called upon his powers, feeling the air instantly pick up. Then a strong breeze whipped through the canyon, which was the signal to his archers that a Yiga had been spotted. The time for secrecy was over. If one Yiga had spotted them, then so had others. His troops continued to trickle into the canyon, taking up more positions on different ledges. However as those in the lead hopped onto a new ledge, a cascade of popping noises echoed out. Suddenly Yiga were everywhere, miraculously appearing out of thin air on the ledges as well as at the end of the valley, which was in sight. The lithe enemies slank down from the rocks, bows, sickles, and longswords in hand. Those on the ledges had spry bows, aimed and ready.

And then the chaos erupted. It had been faster than Revali anticipated, not expecting a squadron of Yiga to appear out of nowhere. He did not know what kind of trickery this was, but he couldn't waste any time. His archers fired out rounds of arrows, taking down enemies as they approached. Yet Yiga after Yiga appeared, popping into existence like some magic trick. His archers would soon be overwhelmed. Several had already fallen.

Revali grabbed one of the arrows Zelda had given him. He aimed his bow skywards and then released it. As the arrow arched into the sky, Revali sent a blast of wind towards the arrow, colliding with it. A loud crescendo sounded as the arrow burst into flames and smoke, a dark, murky cloud forming overhead of the valley for an instant.

And then it was gone. Nonetheless, the message had been sent.

Impa marched through the sand begrudgingly, finding the mushy desert ground to be annoying to trek through. Her army of Sheikah and Hylian soldiers were behind her while Reghi marched besides her. Although he was old, he was still fit and more skilled than any ninja present. Impa was happy to have him with her on the battlefield. Although she'd tried to keep calm and a stoic face, the battle ahead of her scared her. Not so much the actual battle, but being in charge of so many lives. Her father and Zelda had made it seem so easy. Her father always seemed to know what to do no matter the situation. And Zelda could analyze a situation in seconds and have a solution to it.

Impa however felt she was rather incompetent when it came to being in charge. For the most part she had always followed someone... she had never been the one to make decisions. And now that she was, it unnerved her. What if she made the wrong choice and her soldiers paid the price for it? How did her father and Zelda deal with that kind of weight on their shoulders?

Impa shook her head. Now wasn't the time to worry. She had to stay focused on the battle and the plan. Her eyes shifted to a dark shadow flying high in the sky. Revali had seemed as confident as ever when they left, as if the thought of leading an army was second nature to him. Then again he probably thought those in his platoon were delighted at the thought of working with him. Impa almost chuckled at the thought of the Rito's pompous attitude. Despite his arrogance, Impa wished she had some of his confidence.

"I recall my first battle." Reghi suddenly spoke to Impa's right, his gray eyes wise. "It was many years ago, but I remember it vividly." Impa looked at the elderly Sheikah, "My father was an important Sheikah military leader and he left me in charge of his Force."

"What happened?" Impa asked.

Reghi's eyes flickered with remembrance. "We won the battle. But it wasn't a clean victory. Lives were lost. And to this day I still wonder if I'd made different choices, if more of my brethren would have lived." Impa looked down. "But no matter what happens, those thoughts will always be there. Even if everyone had lived, I'd still ask myself if I'd made better decisions, maybe I could have prevented more injuries. The cycle never ends." Reghi turned his grey eyes to Impa, a knowing look in them. "All you can do is the best you can; make the decisions that seem right in the moment. Your people follow you for a reason."

Impa grimaced, "They follow my father."

Reghi looked from side to side, searching for something. "I'm afraid I don't see your father here, Impa." His eyes pierced hers again. "Right now they are following you. Not your father. Not the Princess. You, Impa. You don't have to be a leader like Vorel or Zelda. Just do your best and no one will fault you."

"How do you know that?" Impa muttered, still feeling uneasy.

"I've blamed myself for mishaps on missions or in battles many times, but in all my years leading Sheikah ninja, none have ever cast blame or accusations at me."

Impa and Reghi stared at each other a moment, Impa taking in what Reghi had said. Reghi gave the young Sheikah a reassuring smile. "You'll do just fine, Impa." With that he grew quiet.

Impa looked up ahead, the valley looming over them. She could see archers positioned along the ledges that jutted out into the valley. Reghi's words had made her feel better, and now that Karusa Valley was straight ahead, all she felt was the tension of battle fill her body, ready to burst. Signaling for the troops to halt, Impa and her ninjas waited at the maw of the valley, watching for Revali's signal.

She felt the anticipation emanating from her troops, all ready to rush in. She could feel that pressure growing inside of her, but she waited, her eyes fixed on the sky. Her palm found the hilt of her wakizashi, where she rested it. She had almost brought the fire rod she had won from the wizzrobe with her, but thought better of it at the last second.

She chewed the inside of her cheek as the wait continued. Suddenly she felt a rush of wind whip past her and race through the canyon. The archers all jumped to the ready, alert and arrows mounted. Impa's eyes raced to the sky, knowing her signal would come soon. And like she predicted, minutes later a plume of smoke and fire violently burst into existence in the sky... the work of one of Zelda's bomb arrows.

Impa drew her short blade and pointed it at the canyon. "Charge!" She screamed, and then everything was in motion, becoming a blur. Her feet moved of their own accord, racing into the valley, an army of ninja behind her.

Impa turned around the corner, the valley narrowing, constricting her army, yet still they charged on. She could see up head that the archers and Revali were locked in battle, a large fleet of Yiga soldiers already saturating the valley. Feeling the adrenaline kick in, Impa put on a sudden burst of speed, rushing the Yiga soldiers that were on the ground. The Yiga quickly drew their attention from the archers and Revali, who was raining down arrows as he flew and swooped through the valley, to the incoming Sheikah soldiers.

The two armies collided in a wave of flesh and metal, clangs ricocheting off the cliffs as sword met sickle.

Impa's wakizashi collided with a thin Yiga, whose face was covered by the strange white masks they wore. The Yiga let out a hiss of annoyance while Impa pressed against the Yiga. Then she backstepped, making the Yiga fall forward. Impa brought her knee up - hard, so the Yiga's chin collided with her knee, rendering her opponent unconscious.

Gripping the hilt of her sword tighter, Impa looked ahead of her, Sheikah and Hylians locked in a chaotic battle with the Yiga. Steeling herself, Impa jumped into the fray. She had a task to complete: to create an opening for Urbosa and her Gerudo warriors.

Running at another enemy, she slashed upwards with her sword, cutting through the Yiga's tough clothing. The Yiga grabbed at their side, weapons falling from their grasp. Seconds later, a soldier appeared next to Impa, stabbing the Yiga through the chest. Impa turned to see a familiar face... the soldier that Zelda found vexing: Cobain.

He grinned at Impa and then sprang to the next opponent, hacking away with his broadsword. Impa followed suit, pushing the enemy lines back and to the sides of the Valley, creating a funnel of Sheikah and Hylian soldiers that pierced deeper and deeper through the Yiga's army.

Impa tried to stay near the front lines, however the battle had turned to chaos. Enemies and allies were everywhere, arrows rained down from the sky as the archers continued their assault, Revali continued to weave back and forth overhead, occasionally calling forth a gust of wind to sweep back ranks of Yiga, and bodies littered the ground.

Striking at another opponent, Impa leapt to the side as the Yiga whipped out two demon carvers, slicing the air where she had been. Impa kicked out at the Yiga, hitting his kneecap with a well aimed kick. The knee buckled from the sudden impact and seeing her chance, she attacked again, her razor-sharp blade easily cutting into the Yiga's flesh. Blade met bone, then sliced clean through it, the Yiga's forearm and hand flying to the side as the Yiga clutched his stump of an arm and screamed.

Impa kicked the Yiga away and pushed aside more Yiga, trying to get deeper into their ranks. It was literally an uphill battle at this point, climbing the rocky slopes to the back of the valley. Impa's wakizashi quickly blocked an attack and then struck out at her new attacker. The Yiga leapt back, but as they landed, they fell limply to the ground, an arrow sticking out of their back. Impa looked up to see Revali descending towards her.

Once he landed, he pointed a feathered finger towards where the hideout's entrance was. "You just need to push a little further." He said. "There's a pretty big conglomeration of Yiga waiting at the top, but I think it's time I used the rest of these." Revali pointed to several arrows in his quiver. Impa recognized those as Zelda's infamous bomb arrows.

"Do it." Impa said, knowing they had to be quick, before they lost the ground they had gained. "Release as many as you can and once they've landed, my soldiers and I will push forward."

Revali drew his bow and fired, killing an approaching Yiga. "With pleasure." He grinned and then with a gust of wind, he was airborne, soaring to the back of the valley. Impa quickly spread word to those nearest her, fighting off Yiga as as she went. Minutes later several loud explosions sounded, the waves coming off of them sending out small ripples of air that Impa felt. Smoke billowed out of the valley.

Raising her wakizashi, Impa shouted "Now!" With that her and all the soldiers near her pressed forward with everything they had, pushing back the Yiga forces. With one final go, the Yiga ranks collapsed, and Impa and her troops made it over the slope, the entrance in the distance. The bomb arrows had done a tremendous amount of damage... enemies were sprawled out on the floor, some not moving, while others were crying out in pain, deep wounds bleeding out or entire limbs blown off.

If Impa had a second to process the truly horrific scene in front of her she would have been appalled. Fighting monsters was one thing... but the Yiga... they were people... Sheikah in fact, the same as her. Yet she remained focused, her mind orientated around her mission's success.

There were still plenty of Yiga remaining, who quickly attacked Impa and her soldiers. Impa rolled to the side as an arrow flew her way, then jumped into battle with a different Yiga, their sickle locked with here short sword. Still, those who weren't preoccupied with Yiga went further in, until a small path was created to the entrance. Impa swiftly dispatched her opponent by twisting her blade so the Yiga's sickle was wrenched from their hand. She caught the sickle and dug it into the Yiga's thigh, the sharp weapon cutting in deep. The Yiga collapsed and then was lost in the throngs of battle.

Impa looked up, spotted Revali, and shouted, "Send the signal."

Revali responded immediately; one final bomb arrow was released and exploded in the sky. Despite the gruesome circumstance, Impa smiled in relief. She had done it. Although the battle was far from over, she had accomplished her main objective.

Now it was up to Urbosa.

Urbosa watched as the Sheikah and Hylian forces in front of her charged into Karusa Valley, disappearing quickly behind the bend. While Ubrosa itched to join them, she knew she would have to wait, perhaps a while depending on how long it would take to create an opening for her and her soldiers.

Urbosa looked over at the Hylian Lieutenant, who was leading the Hylian forces that were with her Gerudo warriors. He seemed calm and collected, which Urbosa respected. In her opinion not many Hylians had the nerve of a warrior: to look fear in the eyes, but still fight. They had become far too focused on gaining power and political leverage. Then again, they were a product of their environs: surrounded by royalty at the center of Hryule, with many resources at their disposal. Whereas the Gerudo lived in the desert, a harsh and grueling environment. It hardened all those who lived there.

Thus Urbosa did not feel fear as she waited for the signal for her forces to make their move; no, instead she felt anticipation. She was ready to put her skills to use and protect the land she called home. They would learn not to cross the Gerudo Chief and her town.

Seconds... minutes passed, all the while Urbosa's feet longed to move forward into the valley, to pull her scimitar from its golden sheath, to snap her fingers and call forth the lightning that lived inside of her now. Urbosa did not like war, but she did not mind battle. There was something raw and powerful to it - a primordial urge.

Suddenly, another explosion burst forth from the sky, causing Urbosa to smile, her eyes filling with resolve. "Forward!" She ordered her soldiers, and then broke out into a run. The Gerudo and Hylian forces followed close behind her, their footsteps pounding into the sand.

As they rounded the bend in the valley, chaos greeted them. Hylians and Sheikah were locked in battle with Yiga troops. Limp bodies decorated the ground and archers moved about overheard - firing arrows and jumping from ledge to ledge. Still, despite the frenzy around them, Impa's soldiers had done what they set out to do: hold the Yiga back to create a path that led directly through Karusa Valley.

Urbosa continued forward, focused on the open path, fighting soldiers on either side of her. Her warriors ran behind her, filling in the gap. Some were inevitably pulled into the fray around them, but the majority followed their commander. Soon, Urbosa neared the end of the valley, climbing up a slope. Once at the top, she saw an opening in the rocks. Her eyes found Impa as well as the Rito Champion, the Sheikah locked in battle, while Revali rained arrows down on enemy ranks.

At that moment, a small group of Yiga pushed through the entrance, weapons drawn and ready. The leader, wearing the same outfit as all yiga, approached them, a long windcleaver in hand. "You shall get no further." The Yiga hissed in an edgy but distinctly feminine voice. "I will protect Master Kohga!"

Urbosa drew her scimitar, the handle fitting snug in her grip. She readied herself to parry the oncoming attack, however she was stopped as a familiar figure jumped in front of her, metal clanging on metal.

Impa stood before Urbosa, her wakizashi raised against the windcleaver. Several Sheikah followed Impa, engaging the other Yiga in battle. Impa then thrust forward with her balde, pushing the Yiga leader away. Impa whipped her head at Urbosa, "Go!" She shouted, her eyes fierce and focused. "I can handle things here. You and Revali should take the hideout. And quickly!" Before Urbosa could answer, Impa lunged back into battle, meeting her opponent with a hard blow.

Urbosa smiled; now that was the look of a warrior. Urbosa could see why Impa and Zelda got along so well - they both had fighting spirits.

Taking advantage of Impa's interference, Urbosa rushed through the opening, her soldiers following her. She paused briefly, counting the pathways to make sure she got the right one. As she did so, Revali swooped into the room and landed beside her. "Where's the lieutenant?" He asked.

Urbosa looked behind her, not surprised to see mainly Gerudo warriors with her. Only a few Hylians had been able to keep up. "Lost him, I suppose."

Revali gave an amused huff. Then he took to the air again and flew into the Yiga hideout, Urbosa not far behind him. As their scouts instructed, the took the fifth pathway, which led into a dingy room with gray walls and rough stone floors. There was a prison upon first entering which turned into a storage room as boxes and crates were piled everywhere. As they made their way into the first room, Yiga suddenly appeared, rushing them all at once.

Urbosa met her assailant head on, her blow so strong it sent her opponent's sickle flying. The Yiga looked completely stunned and then completely vanished in a puff of smoke.

"Coward." Urbosa growled and pushed forward, meeting the next enemy who was much stockier and hardier than the other lithe members. Urbosa leapt at him, swinging her scimitar at his neck, however he brought his windcleaver up in time to block. Undeterred, Urbosa flicked her wrist back and swung the blade downwards, where it nicked the Yiga in the thigh. He jumped back in time to prevent serious damage, but Urbosa was unphased. She followed the Yiga, making sure he never had a moment to recover.

A sharp breeze blew past Urbosa. Suddenly there was an arrow sticking out of her opponent's shoulder. The Yiga looked more surprised than Urbosa. A second later, another arrow landed in the Yiga's other shoulder. Not wasting the opportunity Revali had created, Urbosa slashed her blade outwards, slicing cross the man's abdomen. He fell to the ground, grasping his wounds as he bled out.

Urbosa did not stay to watch him die. Instead she ran towards the opening in the back of the room. Revali cleared the way for her, sniping out any enemies who blocked her path. Several of her warriors followed her and the burst forth into the next room, which was also filled with Yiga. Like the last room, giant boxes and wooden crates were scattered all over the room. Revali found a perch on several stacked crates and began taking out enemies from there. Urbosa was impressed with his skill - for one so boastful, he did live up to it.

Urbosa's warriors quickly began to engage the Yiga, trying to create an opening for Urbosa to get through so she could get to the Yiga leader. If they were going to take the hideout and put an end to the Yiga, it was imperative they defeat their leader. Urbosa stepped into the mass of enemy soldiers, slashing back and forth with her scimitar. Sweat beaded at her head, but eventually she saw a door to another room.

Hacking her way to it, she spared one last glance at her warriors. The urge to stand with them and fight was innate, however she knew she had to continue onwards. Her eyes went to Revali, who fired one last arrow and then turned to look at Urbosa, his eyes sparkling in understanding. Flying from his perch, he alighted next to Urbosa and together, the two champions entered the next room.

This room was much smaller, the walls lined with shelves, all of which were brimming with boxes, weapons, and gems. Another like the other parts of the hideout, this room wasn't packed with enemy soldiers. In fact there was only one Yiga present in this room and he guarded the door at the end of the room. He wore a mask, which hid his expression, but calmness and seriousness radiated from him. A windcleaver rested in his waistband, and his arms were casually folded over his chest.

Revali narrowed his eyes and grabbed an arrow, ready to fire. In response, the Yiga took a step towards them, then stopped. "I am Sooga, second in command of the Yiga. I can not let you pass." He spoke in a gravely tone. "I will allow no one near Master Kogha." Elegantly, he drew his windcleaver.

Urbosa and Revali in response jumped into action, Revali releasing an arrow, while Urbosa closed the distance and swung her blade at the Yiga. The enemy darted forward to meet Urbosa, dodging Revali's arrow in the process.

Clashing blades, Urbosa and the Yiga squared off, each trying to gain control of the exchange. After a moment, the Yiga gave a pained grunt and then retreated, shoving Urbosa away. He clenched his shoulder and ripped out a bloody arrow.

Revali landed next to Urbosa, a smug look on his face, "No need to stick around here." Revali said, his voice prideful, "I can handle this one easily."

Urbosa hesitated for a moment, uncertain if she should really leave him behind. But then she recalled he was a champion like her. Urbosa gave a firm nod and rushed through the door, which was now free to access as Sooga was no longer in front of it.

Revali looked back at the Yiga, the bloody arrow discarded at his feet. The windcleaver was in his hands and he ran at Urbosa as she escaped, however a strong gust of wind flared up, blowing the Yiga clean off his feet and into the far wall. Upon impact, the shelves collapsed and trinkets went tumbling to the ground.

Revali gave a wicked grin. "I'm afraid your fight is with me now. Try to pay attention."

Impa watched as Urbosa and Revali disappeared into the Yiga hideout. Turning back to the Yiga she was fighting, Impa slashed out with her short sword, however her opponent quickly evaded. Impa could tell this Yiga was much more skilled than the rest.

The Yiga turned to a comrade and said, "Go further down and instruct our members. I'll join shortly. First I must take care of this filth." The Yiga pointed at Impa. Narrowing her eyes, Impa deduced several things by that encounter: one was that the female Yiga was in charge of the Yiga soldiers fighting outside the hideout. Second was if Impa defeated her, it was likely the remaining forces would crumble into disarray, making them easy to overcome. The old philosophy of cutting off the head and the body will fall.

Impa gripped her blade and rushed at the Yiga. However they both expected this. One disappeared in a plume of smoke, while the other one, the one Impa was focused on, merely dodged to the side. The female Yiga drew the windcleaver, the silver metal glinting in the faint sunlight that was able to reach the bottom of the valley.

Impa glowered, feeling a sudden anger seize her as she stared at her opponent. She charged forward, slashing with her wakizashi, however the Yiga's longer blade was able to keep Impa out of range, frustrating her more. Impa knew she shouldn't let her anger sully her thoughts while in battle. It always led to mistakes and recklessness.

Still, these were her people. They had betrayed her ancestors centuries ago and now were siding with a vile and deplorable monster. They were trying to kill her best friend and destroy her home. Hatred burned through her. How could she not be angry?

Impa took a step back, and inhaled, knowing her current strategy of blindly hacking away was getting her nowhere. As much as she wanted to hack and slash away at her enemies, it wouldn't do any good and would leave her open.

Unfortunately, Impa wasn't as good at formulating strategies as Zelda was. No matter what the predicament, Zelda could always muster together a strategy and Impa would gladly follow. Now, without Zelda present to help, Impa was drawing a blank on what to do. Impa wracked her brain, trying to recall her training lessons.

However her opponent didn't give her time to think long. Now that Impa had stopped her onslaught, the Yiga made her move, darting forward in a blur of movement, her blade arching downwards. Impa barely reacted in time, the blade cutting across her shoulder armor, so hard it bruised the skin underneath.

Hissing in annoyance, Impa retreated and then circled to the left of her opponent, her eyes locked on the Yiga. She needed to think of something and fast. Buying time, Impa approached her opponent, their blades meeting with a loud crescendo. Impa gritted her teeth as they bore down on their blades, trying to gain the upper hand. The Yiga suddenly broke their stalemate and pushed away, skidding to a halt. Seeing her chance, Impa rushed the Yiga, slicing down with her blade. The Yiga didn't have time to block, thus the Yiga tried to dodge to the side, however Impa's blade still met its target - barely. Her wakizashi sliced into the Yiga's bicep, blood staining her short sword and trickling on the orange rock.

It was at that moment Impa had an idea.

Not giving her opponent time to recover, Impa pursed the Yiga, their swords clashing once more as the Yiga tried to keep Impa at bay. Impa shoved against the windcleaver, batting it upwards. In the blink of an eye, she dove to the ground, kicking her leg out and spinning. Her leg met the Yiga's feet, crashing into them and off balancing the Yiga.

The Yiga fell to the earth. Impa pounced, kicking the windcleaver away. She raised her blade, but before she could land her attack, the Yiga kicked upwards with her feet, landing right in Impa's gut. Impa was pushed back and doubled over, pain rushing through her abdomen. Wheezing slightly, Impa stood straight, her eyes returning to her opponent.

By now the Yiga had reclaimed her weapon. Impa sighed and with her hand not holding her sword, she grabbed her throwing stars hidden in her belt. In one fluid motion, she grabbed them and flicked her hand, the darts flying through the air almost faster than the eye could see. The four throwing stars sliced through the air and all landed in their target. Impa had acted so fast, the Yiga didn't know what happened until it was too late.

The darts landed, one in the Yiga's thigh, one in the abdomen, another near her shoulder, and the last one embedded itself in the Yiga's mask. The last dart landed with a dull thud, causing the mask to splinter down the middle. The Yiga gave a pained grunt, her hand pulling at the darts stuck in her flesh. Impa took this opportunity to attack, throwing as much force behind her wakizashi as possible. The Yiga reacted in time, dodging Impa's attack and retaliating with another one, which hit Impa in the side, creating a clean cut. However, Impa felt nothing, her body fueled along by adrenaline. Blood gushed from the wound, but she paid it no attention.

Resolutely, Impa stepped forward again, knowing she had to end this battle now. She stopped just out of range of her opponent, the two staring at each other, waiting for one to make the first move. The Yiga stuck first. Impa moved to the side and took a step forwards, raising her wakizashi at the same time. Then she brought her blade down, cutting deep into the Yiga's arm, slicing clean to the bone. The Yiga cried out in pain, dropping her weapon in the process. Impa kicked out, nailing the Yiga in the gut. The Yiga was pushed back into the rocky cliffs surrounding the valley.

Walking forward, Impa lifted her wakizashi. "It's over." Impa said, "Surrender."

In response, the Yiga whipped out a dagger than had been hidden away in her uniform. She slashed outwards, surprising Impa, who stepped back onto uneven ground. Impa fell backwards and the Yiga followed her. As Impa landed on the ground, the Yiga rushed forward and stepped on Impa's wrist, hard, which made Impa release her grip on her sword. Impa hissed in pain as the Yiga knelt on her chest with her other leg, the cracked white mask filling Impa's vision.

The Yiga bent down low, allowing Impa to see the glimmer of an eye within the crack of the mask. The Yiga chuckled, amused, as she lifted the dagger, ready to end Impa. Sensing her peril, Impa reacted on instinct. Her free hand went to her hair, pulling the needle-thin dagger from her hairpiece. In one quick motion, Impa took the dagger and jabbed it into the Yiga's neck, as deep as it would go. The Yiga let out a gasp of pure shock, then stumbled back, taking Impa's dagger with her. The Yiga fell to the ground, clutching at her throat as a disturbing gurgle emanated from her mouth.

Impa crawled to her knees, watching the Yiga struggle. As she did this, the Yiga's mask cracked more, and finally fell off, revealing a girl's face around Impa's age. Her brown eyes looked over at Impa, filled with fear and anger. Impa froze as she watched the girl utter her last breath and her eyes grew dark.

Impa stood frozen for a minute, the sounds of battle in the distance suddenly sounded for off. Then Impa's knees gave out and she collapsed to the ground. Her eyes couldn't leave the dead body of the Yiga she had defeated. Because before her, all that she could see was another Sheikah girl laying dead besides her. She was no longer a faceless enemy, but a real person now. How was she any different than Impa? Perhaps misguided and misinformed, but she was fighting for something she believed in and to protect her home and people... Just as Impa was.

Impa recalled all the stories she had heard as a child about her ancestors fighting bravely in wars, killing countless enemies and bringing honor and peace to her village. She had always idolized those heros. But now that she had tasted war, she wondered why such stories were glorified and praised. For there was nothing worth boasting about here.

This was war, in all its brutality and bloodshed.

Revali stood at the ready as Urbosa exited the room, leaving him alone with the ominous Yiga commander, Sooga. His attire was slightly different from the rest of the Yiga, singling him out. He still wore the crimson and black, however he had black boots and black bracers rather than red, as well as a red collar around his neck. Additionally he had a high pony sticking out, which parted two ways. Curved horns protruded from the sides of his mask, and he held a long, deadly sharp sword.

Revali looked around the room, frustration filling him at the tiny enclosure that was this room, which would limit his ability to fly as well as the usefulness of his power. Still, even with such limitations, he would prevail. No Yiga would defeat a Rito warrior in combat.

Sooga rose to his feat, the ground strewn with objects, making it harder to maneuver. Still, he seemed unfazed, even after being knocked clean off his feet by some unseen force. Revali did have to give the Yiga some credit.

Revali wasted no time, and fired an arrow, which Sooga batted away with his sword. Revali grabbed another, knowing he had to be careful with how many he used as few were left. Revali fired again, which Sooga cut out of the air, but as he did so, Revali fired another arrow immediately behind the first, which landed in the Yiga's other shoulder. His outfit was thick and durable, so the arrow barely pierced him.

Sooga in response, retaliated, crossing the room to the Rito. Revali took to the air, flying above Sooga and then firing another arrow at his back. The Yiga froze momentarily in place and Revali notched another arrow. Several seconds passed and then the layer of ice encasing the Yiga shattered into a cloud of white dust. As soon as this happened, Revali released his bowstring, taking aim at hopefully a weaker point.

The arrow sunk into the back of Sooga's knee, lodging itself into the tender flesh. However Sooga made no indication of pain, merely turned around and yanked at the arrow. Revali landed, another arrow at the ready. As he released it, there was a poof of smoke and as it cleared the Yiga was gone. The arrow landed on one of the lower shelves on the far end of the room and burst into flames, setting the wooden boxes and shelves ablaze.

Yet Revali paid this little attention as the Yiga suddenly appeared right next to him, his sword swinging across. Revali leapt into the air, the sword cutting the tips of his tail feathers. Other plume of smoke appeared and the Yiga was gone. Revali scanned the room, trying to discern where Sooga would appear next, however it was impossible to predict. The Yiga left no trace. And then in the blink of an eye, Sooga was underneath Revali, slashing upwards with his blade. Revali evaded just in time, and let loose an arrow which collided with Sooga's hip armor. Luckily this was one of Zelda's special arrows, which rather than uselessly bouncing off, it sent an electric current through the Yiga, making him spasm for several seconds. Revali took advantage of this and fired two arrow, which both imbedded themselves into the Yiga, one in his thigh, the other in his bicep.

Revali could feel the heat on his back, the fire from his fire arrow starting to spread and consume the room. He needed to finish this quickly before the fire consumed both him and the Yiga. As the Yiga recovered, he lunged forwards, swiping upwards with his blade. Revali, not having much space to move, dove to the side, the sword clipping his feathers again. Revali landed on the floor and fired another arrow, knowing he was quickly losing his aerial advantage as the fire spread and made the room smaller. Already smoke was beginning to billow upwards, filling the room and making it harder to breath.

Despite that, Revali decided he'd use the fire to his advantage... Or at least try to. Summoning his power, a gust of wind suddenly swept past him, arching towards the fire. The wave or air hit the flames and then arched towards Sooga, who was slowly approaching Revali. The wave of air had caught the fire and as it swung back towards Sooga, flames came along with it, which greedily caught hold of Sooga's arm.

He frantically shook his arm, trying to put the fire out, but that only made it grow more, traveling higher up his arm. While Sooga was distracted, Revali flapped his wings, and flew towards the Yiga, twisting his body at the last moment, so his feet collided with Sooga's chest. The Yiga was thrown backwards, his head colliding with the wall. Sooga's blade had fallen from his grip, and Revali picked it up.

Carefully walking over to Sooga, Revali pointed the sharp tip at the Yiga's throat. "Surrender, Yiga." Revali spit out.

Rather than admit defeat, the Yiga let out a deep laugh, which made Revali narrow his eyes in suspicion. "Perhaps I've been defeated here, but don't think you've won." As the flames continued to grow and surround them, the Yiga pulled something from his belt. It was round and fit snugly into the Yiga's hand. He unscrewed the top of the sphere revealing a black powder. Revali new the smell as soon as it hit his nostrils.

Revali dropped the sword and took to the air, trying to escape as the Yiga threw the sphere into the fire. As soon as the flames touched the black powder, a loud explosion engulfed the room, destroying everything in the room and spreading fire to adjacent rooms.

Revali flapped his wings, using his power to push him along. Yet he felt the flames catch him, turning his lavish feathers into singed fibers. He had been too late.

Urbosa ran into the next room, scimitar drawn. She came to a halt as she entered the last room, which was much bigger than the last and there was no ceiling. Stranger still there was a giant pit in the ground, the bottom dark so Urbosa had no idea how deep it went.

Urbosa walked to the edge of the pit, an eerie feeling creeping over her as she looked down it. There were a string of lights and red banners wrapped around the top. "I see you finally made your move, Gerudo Chieftain." Urbosa's head snapped up to see a rotund man walk from out of the shadows to the other side of the pit. He was definitely a Yiga, based on his attire, although he seemed different from the others... More eccentric. But that could be due to the odd hairstyle and the frilly collar around his neck.

"Are you the Yiga's leader?" Urbosa asked.

The man laughed, "That's right, I didn't introduce myself. I am Kogha, leader of the Yiga. It is impressive that you've made it so deep into my hideout."

Urbosa scoffed, "Then you do not understand the strength and determination of my warriors."

Kogha nodded his head, "Yes, yes, the Gerudo are quite capable. Still, it does appear you needed help to take us on."

Urbosa narrowed her eyes, aware he was trying to goad her. "There is strength in numbers. Besides, both the Sheikah and Hylians have every right to be here as you have crossed them both."

"Crossed them?" Kogha said in mock surprise followed by a laugh. "The Sheikah and Hylians are the ones who betrayed us so long ago! We are merely correcting a wrong."

"By helping a demon who will undoubtedly turn against you?" Urbosa responded.

Kogha sighed in mock disappointment, "You do not understand, not at all."

Urbosa pointed at the sinkhole, "What is this?"

"Can't you guess?" Kogha hissed in delight. "Can't you sense its aura? Wondrous, isn't it?"

Urbosa narrowed her eyes, an uneasy feeling filling her. "I have come here to defeat you, Kogha. You and your clan. We cannot allow such vile intentions to run around unhindered. Surrender now and avoid any more pointless bloodshed."

"Ah, I see you assume I will come along willingly." He replied dismissively. "Unfortunately I have no intention of surrendering or cooperating with you traitors. Especially the Gerudo. Your betrayal runs deep!"

"Betrayal?" Urbosa exclaimed, "We've betrayed no one. What is it you're rambling about?"

Kogha laughed, "Of course you would have forgotten! You, betrayal of the mighty Gerudo King who would have reforged this very world!"

His words struck a chord in Urbosa, but she pushed it down. "Stop your insane blather. If you will not come willingly, then I will make you." With that Urbosa attacked, running around the pit to engage the Yiga leader.

Her scimitar held high, she lunged at the Yiga leader, holding nothing back. However, despite his appearance, the Yiga leader was quick on his feet and evaded Urbosa's attack. He scurried away, stumbling along the way. But as he did so, he pulled something from his belt - a metal sphere. As soon as the sphere hit the ground, smoke billowed from it, saturating the area in fog.

Urbosa coughed as the smoke reached her and anger flared inside of her. "Coward!" Urbosa yelled. Snide laughter echoed, and Urbosa turned in the direction of the noise, swiping her scimitar out in front of her as she went, hoping to connect with something. As Urbosa ran, the smoke parted briefly as a small knife pierced through the air, just nicking Ubroa's cheek. A thin trail of blood ran down her cheek.

Frustrated, Urbosa turned back the way she came, trying to get out of the smoke. While shrouded in it, there was no way she would find the Yiga. Her best option was to escape it and wait for it to clear. Or draw the Yiga leader out, whichever came first.

Breaking through the smog, Urbosa coughed again, her lungs aching. She turned to look at the cloud of grey, wishing she had Revali's ability to control the air. But as she thought that an idea came to mind. She raised her hand and with a grin, snapped her fingers. Lightning instantly descended from the opening above, landing in the depths of the smoke. There was a startled shriek and a few seconds later the eccentric Yiga leader darted out of the smoke, his outfit singed and smoking.

Urbosa pointed her blade at him, "Fight me." The Yiga was panting, either out of breath or frightened from the lightning. "Fight me and witness the power Hylia blessed me with." Urbosa snapped her fingers once more, lightning instantly descended down between Urbosa and her opponent, making the Yiga cower.

"What kind of trickery is this?" He asked hesitantly.

"It is no trickery." Urbosa clarified. "I truly do control the Power of Lightning." Urbosa took a step towards the Yiga leader, making him backstep, the giant sinkhole only a few paces behind him.

Just as Urbosa was going to make her move and corner the Yiga against the pit, a loud boom sounded behind her. Urbosa whipped her head around, just in time to see the building behind her burst into flames. Her eyes widened in horror while her thoughts darted to Revali. And just as she thought about the Rito Champion, a dark, shadowy figure zoomed out of the building, smoke trailing behind it.

The object made an arch in the sky and then with a dull thud came to rest on the ground. Flames lapped at the dark feathers, making Urbosa realize that was Revali. She rushed over to him, knelt by his side, and frantically patted at the parts of him on fire.

"Revali?" She prodded, praying to Hylia he was alive.

In response, Revali cracked open his eyes and let out a barely audible moan. "Perhaps not my most graceful entrance. But I told you I could handle one Yiga underling."

Urbosa shook her head, but relief filled her. "Don't strain yourself. I'll help you once I've finished with the Yiga's leader."

"Don't waste your sympathy." Revali grunted. "I'll be up on my feet in a minute."

Urbosa sighed, then rose to her feet, turning her attention back to the Yiga leader. However he was gone from the spot she had left him. Her eyes scanned the area, finally seeing a figure running away towards a small opening in the far wall - likely an exit.

Urbosa ran after him, knowing she couldn't let him get away. However the Yiga had a considerable head start, and albeit she was faster, she would not catch him in time. Urbosa lifted her hand and snapped her fingers once more, the lightning striking right in front of the Yiga. He fell backwards from the force.

This gave Urbosa enough time to catch up to him, her blade at his neck as she stared down at him. "It's over." She stated bluntly.

Begrudgingly the Yiga bowed his head. Rising to his feet, he walked over to the center of the area, Urbosa's sword pressed against his back. When they reached the center, Revali was on his feet, however he looked worse for wear.

"This is the Yiga's leader?" Revali scoffed, not impressed.

Sensing the insult, the Yiga leader played his last card. Swiftly, he grabbed a dart from his belt and threw it at Urbosa. The movement took her by surprise and she barely reacted in time, the dart clipping her shoulder. Then Kogha grabbed another metallic sphere and threw it on the ground, a dark green smoke emanating from it. Before her eyes, the Yiga disappeared. However, that only lasted for a second as a strong gust of wind whipped through the area, clearing the green smog away.

Kogha, who was in the process of trying to discreetly slip away, paused mid step, then looked back and forth between Ubrosa and Revali, still processing what exactly happened. "You really think such juvenile tricks will work on champions?" Revali retorted.

Urbosa made for Kogha again, about to instruct Revali to find some rope to tie the Yiga with, however Kogha backed away, on edge. "This is not at all how this was supposed to go." Kogha shook his head. "We just needed a little more time."

Urbosa narrowed her eyes. "Time until what?"

Kogha shook his head. "What a bother. The Gerudo and the Rito. Not to mention that Princess. We were so close. So close to killing her."

"Do not threaten the Princess in my presence." Revali said, voice hard. A gust of wind rushed through, pushing Kogha back another step. His foot landed on the cusp of the pit, making him loose his balance. His arms flailed for several seconds. Urbosa rushed to him, still wanting to get answers from him. Yet she wasn't fast enough; the Yiga leader fell backwards into the bottomless sinkhole, the darkness swallowing him. A high pitched scream echoed out of the hole as Urbosa stared down it.

Revali joined her, a feathered hand coming to rest on her shoulder. "It's over."

Urbosa shook her head as an ominous feeling washed over her. "No." She whispered as her eyes stared into the black. "It's only just beginning."

Finally was able to get to this chapter. Took a long time to edit, but I wanted to get it out soon since I didn't upload for a long stretch. This chapter is a little different than the others, but I really enjoyed writing from other perspectives. I hope you guys enjoyed it. Let me know what you thought and maybe I'll try to do this more.

As always, thank you so much for reading and being patient with me. If you have any thoughts, please comment them! I always appreciate your comments :) I'm going to try my best to edit the next chapter in a timely manner, so stay tuned!