CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Weapons in hands, with Zelda carrying the Hero's Bow like she had done before, the huge horde destroyed the Gyorgs waiting outside and entered the Forsaken Fortress. They boldly strode through the Fortress, slaying all who tried to slay them.
"Where is he?" cried Bryn. "Where is that murdering scum?"
"Here. Run forward," came Ganondorf's taunting voice.
Bryn raced forward.
"Wait, 'tis a trap!" yelled Link, running after her. The horde followed, and they suddenly fell down a liquid portal, screaming.
They landed in a dark and tall room. It was circular, like all boss/mini- boss rooms. Link could make out a staircase curving around the wall.
"So, you have come," Ganon's oily voice taunted. "DESTROY THEM!"
Darknuts, Mighty Darknuts, Darknuts with shields, Moblins, Miniblins, Bokoblins, Wizzrobes, Armos, Armos Knights, Bubbles, Chuchus, Magtails, Keese, Kargoroks, Mothulas, Peahats, Rats, Poes, ReDeads, and Stalfos all appeared, charging down the staircase. The horde was incredible. Boko Babas, Floor Masters, and Beamos appeared in dark corners. Link pulled out his Mirror Shield and looked for a small beam of light.
Then there was a slight laugh, a ghostly laugh. Bryn saw five Phantom Ganons soaring around, carrying their murderous weapons. She pulled out her staff, ready to fight anyone or anything.
The servants of Ganondorf approached, weapons raised. Link's horde raised their own weapons, while the Ritos took to the air. The Koroks would heal people and hand out potions.
Both hordes were still. Zelda slowly drew an arrow, but put no magic to it. She drew back the bowstring, waiting in the silence.
'We must win,' thought Aryll, gazing into her Space Stone, searching to name the place that they were in. 'We must win.'
Zelda's arm trembled. Now that battle was going to happen, why delay it? Zelda released the arrow as a Bokoblin leapt in the air, about to attack Fofaiken with his Deku Stick. The Bokoblin fell back, fixed with an arrow in its throat. Blood poured forth, and then the battle had begun.
The hordes began cutting down their enemies, wanting to destroy them. The servants of Ganondorf seemed to have the upper hand/talon/claw/paw, because of the Floor Masters, Boko Babas, and Beamos that would randomly attack. Many were kept busy with Armos and Armos Knights for few carried bows and bombs, mainly just Link. When someone was about to be slain, those who carried full quivers and a wooden bow or bombs who rush forth and destroy the living statues, which swirled around in their last fight.
Above all of the noise, though, was one voice heard, screaming loudly:
"KILLEM! SLAYYEM! DEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEATH!" Bryn would scream every time she hit an enemy, killed an enemy, got caught in a scrimmage with an enemy, or when she saw a friend or foe die. Her voice was loud above everyone else's, even though her voice got sore quickly.
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Ganondorf cursed as a Phantom Ganon was slain. Now only three left! He was standing high above the battle, at the top of the spiral stairs. He bent over the edge and looked down intently, what seemed to be a mile below, trying to make out who was winning. He swore loudly.
"They are! My servants are losing," Ganon observed angrily. "I'll show them!"
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Bryn twirled her staff like a baton, hitting enemies harshly on either side of her. Blood splattered the ground, oozing from wounds and gashes.
Link held up his shield and blocked the blow of a Darknut. He jumped high and sliced off one of the Darknut's ears. Bellowing in pain, the mad beast lunged at Link, who neatly sidestepped the dog-like armored warrior, slicing at the back straps of the armor, making the breastplate fall to the ground. It shattered on the impact.
Link took advantage of the split-nanosecond that the Darknut was surprised by lashing at the Darknut's back. The Darknut grunted in pain and more surprise as Link slashed harder and faster, the Master Sword a mere shining blur as it bit deep into the skin of the servant of Ganon. The Darknut whirled around, staring around wildly, trying to ignore the pain and the panic that was creeping up inside of it. Icy hands of fear reached into his chest, making the Darknut's stomach turn over and over. It took a great breath...
Link swung the Master Sword at the Darknut's wrist. The Darknut flicked his hand by accidentally and Link's Sword smashed into the Darknut's big and wavy sword, knocking it out of the Darknut's weak grip. Link jumped forward and slashed at the Darknut's chest and stomach, trying to slice off the Knight's Crest. The Master Sword finally bit through the tough leather at the same time that the Sword went straight through the Darknut's stomach, gutting him. Link drew out the bloodied sword as the Darknut fell to the ground with a groan. Blood dripped onto the Knight's Crest and Link's hand as the Hero reached for it. He picked it up and slung it in his Spoil's Bag.
"Uhhhn!" he grunted as something with three prongs poked him in the back. Link whipped around before the Miniblin could strike him again. Link gasped and realized that he was surrounded by Miniblins. Hundreds, thousands, millions – maybe the whole population of Miniblins were there, "duh- dinking" happily at their prey, cocking their heads to one side and poking Link with their trident. Link ignored the blood running down his back and the blood on his sword and went into a fighting stance. The Miniblins "duh- dinked" in a giggling sort of way, amused at how their prey was trying to defeat them. Link then swung his sword down on a Miniblin, slicing it in half. The Miniblins stopped their laughter.
"DUH-DINK!" screamed a Miniblin, and Link knew what it meant: "CHARGE!"
Link began battling for his life.
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Fofaiken took an injury in his foot. He limped away to a Korok who handed him a piece of cloth. He wrapped it 'round his injured foot and saw the mob of Miniblins. Drawing the late Yaphet's dirk, he charged at them, yelling.
"Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! " he screamed, impaling a Miniblin with the dirk. He then whipped around and slew another one. He felt a pain on his side and destroyed the beast that had injured him. He put his left hand to his side and drew it away.
'Good,' he thought. 'No blood.'
The Miniblins pushed him out of the battle, trying to stop him to get to Link, who was failing. He was battling weakly with his right hand, his left hand now bloodied and his arm full of gashes, hanging at his side. But yet Link persevered.
Suddenly, there was a great crashing noise and a rock, big even to land on the whole Miniblin army, came down, banging and slamming into walls as it came to destroy the Miniblins. Link looked up at it and heard a laugh. But it was a female laugh, and a young laugh. Link saw Aryll laughing. He sheathed the Master Sword and waited for death.
The rock came closer and closer. Link did not fear death. He had felt it before, but had been revived by faeries. Now he did not have a faerie. All he had to do now was wait. The Miniblins, oblivious to their fate, began poking Link with their trident.
"Duh-dink, duh-dink dink. Duuuuuuh-dink!" they squealed, giggling excitedly. Link knocked some away with his elbows and looked up at the rock. It came closer. As though he could save himself by doing it, Link threw his arms over his head.
The rock came down with a crash, squashing everything in and around the Miniblin army.
Weapons in hands, with Zelda carrying the Hero's Bow like she had done before, the huge horde destroyed the Gyorgs waiting outside and entered the Forsaken Fortress. They boldly strode through the Fortress, slaying all who tried to slay them.
"Where is he?" cried Bryn. "Where is that murdering scum?"
"Here. Run forward," came Ganondorf's taunting voice.
Bryn raced forward.
"Wait, 'tis a trap!" yelled Link, running after her. The horde followed, and they suddenly fell down a liquid portal, screaming.
They landed in a dark and tall room. It was circular, like all boss/mini- boss rooms. Link could make out a staircase curving around the wall.
"So, you have come," Ganon's oily voice taunted. "DESTROY THEM!"
Darknuts, Mighty Darknuts, Darknuts with shields, Moblins, Miniblins, Bokoblins, Wizzrobes, Armos, Armos Knights, Bubbles, Chuchus, Magtails, Keese, Kargoroks, Mothulas, Peahats, Rats, Poes, ReDeads, and Stalfos all appeared, charging down the staircase. The horde was incredible. Boko Babas, Floor Masters, and Beamos appeared in dark corners. Link pulled out his Mirror Shield and looked for a small beam of light.
Then there was a slight laugh, a ghostly laugh. Bryn saw five Phantom Ganons soaring around, carrying their murderous weapons. She pulled out her staff, ready to fight anyone or anything.
The servants of Ganondorf approached, weapons raised. Link's horde raised their own weapons, while the Ritos took to the air. The Koroks would heal people and hand out potions.
Both hordes were still. Zelda slowly drew an arrow, but put no magic to it. She drew back the bowstring, waiting in the silence.
'We must win,' thought Aryll, gazing into her Space Stone, searching to name the place that they were in. 'We must win.'
Zelda's arm trembled. Now that battle was going to happen, why delay it? Zelda released the arrow as a Bokoblin leapt in the air, about to attack Fofaiken with his Deku Stick. The Bokoblin fell back, fixed with an arrow in its throat. Blood poured forth, and then the battle had begun.
The hordes began cutting down their enemies, wanting to destroy them. The servants of Ganondorf seemed to have the upper hand/talon/claw/paw, because of the Floor Masters, Boko Babas, and Beamos that would randomly attack. Many were kept busy with Armos and Armos Knights for few carried bows and bombs, mainly just Link. When someone was about to be slain, those who carried full quivers and a wooden bow or bombs who rush forth and destroy the living statues, which swirled around in their last fight.
Above all of the noise, though, was one voice heard, screaming loudly:
"KILLEM! SLAYYEM! DEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEATH!" Bryn would scream every time she hit an enemy, killed an enemy, got caught in a scrimmage with an enemy, or when she saw a friend or foe die. Her voice was loud above everyone else's, even though her voice got sore quickly.
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Ganondorf cursed as a Phantom Ganon was slain. Now only three left! He was standing high above the battle, at the top of the spiral stairs. He bent over the edge and looked down intently, what seemed to be a mile below, trying to make out who was winning. He swore loudly.
"They are! My servants are losing," Ganon observed angrily. "I'll show them!"
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Bryn twirled her staff like a baton, hitting enemies harshly on either side of her. Blood splattered the ground, oozing from wounds and gashes.
Link held up his shield and blocked the blow of a Darknut. He jumped high and sliced off one of the Darknut's ears. Bellowing in pain, the mad beast lunged at Link, who neatly sidestepped the dog-like armored warrior, slicing at the back straps of the armor, making the breastplate fall to the ground. It shattered on the impact.
Link took advantage of the split-nanosecond that the Darknut was surprised by lashing at the Darknut's back. The Darknut grunted in pain and more surprise as Link slashed harder and faster, the Master Sword a mere shining blur as it bit deep into the skin of the servant of Ganon. The Darknut whirled around, staring around wildly, trying to ignore the pain and the panic that was creeping up inside of it. Icy hands of fear reached into his chest, making the Darknut's stomach turn over and over. It took a great breath...
Link swung the Master Sword at the Darknut's wrist. The Darknut flicked his hand by accidentally and Link's Sword smashed into the Darknut's big and wavy sword, knocking it out of the Darknut's weak grip. Link jumped forward and slashed at the Darknut's chest and stomach, trying to slice off the Knight's Crest. The Master Sword finally bit through the tough leather at the same time that the Sword went straight through the Darknut's stomach, gutting him. Link drew out the bloodied sword as the Darknut fell to the ground with a groan. Blood dripped onto the Knight's Crest and Link's hand as the Hero reached for it. He picked it up and slung it in his Spoil's Bag.
"Uhhhn!" he grunted as something with three prongs poked him in the back. Link whipped around before the Miniblin could strike him again. Link gasped and realized that he was surrounded by Miniblins. Hundreds, thousands, millions – maybe the whole population of Miniblins were there, "duh- dinking" happily at their prey, cocking their heads to one side and poking Link with their trident. Link ignored the blood running down his back and the blood on his sword and went into a fighting stance. The Miniblins "duh- dinked" in a giggling sort of way, amused at how their prey was trying to defeat them. Link then swung his sword down on a Miniblin, slicing it in half. The Miniblins stopped their laughter.
"DUH-DINK!" screamed a Miniblin, and Link knew what it meant: "CHARGE!"
Link began battling for his life.
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Fofaiken took an injury in his foot. He limped away to a Korok who handed him a piece of cloth. He wrapped it 'round his injured foot and saw the mob of Miniblins. Drawing the late Yaphet's dirk, he charged at them, yelling.
"Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! " he screamed, impaling a Miniblin with the dirk. He then whipped around and slew another one. He felt a pain on his side and destroyed the beast that had injured him. He put his left hand to his side and drew it away.
'Good,' he thought. 'No blood.'
The Miniblins pushed him out of the battle, trying to stop him to get to Link, who was failing. He was battling weakly with his right hand, his left hand now bloodied and his arm full of gashes, hanging at his side. But yet Link persevered.
Suddenly, there was a great crashing noise and a rock, big even to land on the whole Miniblin army, came down, banging and slamming into walls as it came to destroy the Miniblins. Link looked up at it and heard a laugh. But it was a female laugh, and a young laugh. Link saw Aryll laughing. He sheathed the Master Sword and waited for death.
The rock came closer and closer. Link did not fear death. He had felt it before, but had been revived by faeries. Now he did not have a faerie. All he had to do now was wait. The Miniblins, oblivious to their fate, began poking Link with their trident.
"Duh-dink, duh-dink dink. Duuuuuuh-dink!" they squealed, giggling excitedly. Link knocked some away with his elbows and looked up at the rock. It came closer. As though he could save himself by doing it, Link threw his arms over his head.
The rock came down with a crash, squashing everything in and around the Miniblin army.