It was quiet. Too quiet. The Gorons had waited six hours for any sign of movement. The boats remained in place. The troops stood still on the boat decks, in conscription and ready to fight. The Zoras remained at the bottom of the sea, awaiting the right time to strike.

"Man, maybe we'll stand off long enough and they'll die of old age."

"Quiet. Just wait..."

On the top of the mountain, Link ws waiting by his catapult. The proud son of Darunia was one of the quickest Gorons in history. Combined with his daddy's strength, he was the Goron's second-best warrior. Only Darunia could defeat him. Speaking of, Darunia was standing right beside him. Link's catapult was filled with a eighteen hundred pound boulder, which had a Bomb Flower growing on the side. Instant fireball.

"C'mon, c'mon, c'mon...I want to crush those bastards..." Darunia was getting very impatient.

"I do too, Dad. I just wanna let this thing loose right for that boat right there on the left. I got it figured out...it'll crush Mr. Big Nose right in the middle, and probably knock a few limbs off those stooges around him. Plus, it'll light that thing on fire, so we'll have grilled dickcheese for dinner."

"I'll pass and just eat whatever I find." Darunia picked up a rock and threw it into his mouth. "Hmmm...butter pecan. That doesn't happen often."

"Fuck it." Link let the catapult go.

"LINK? AH SHIT! ATTACK!" Link's shot hit the boat head-on, and a huge explosion rocked the waters. Several more rocks flew down the mountain side. It was on. The Zoras charged up from below, and torpedoed through some boats that didn't get blown up. There were so many of these boats, however, that it would take more than one wave to kill them all. And several men were floating alive in the water. The Dark Ones waited on the shores to pick off the suvivors.

"Second wave...ATTACK!" A second wave of catapults flew down the mountain, some into the floating masses of soldiers and some into the other boats. But the boat captains were wising up, and going around the catapult's ranges. The Zoras split to try and catch these boats. Princess Ruto herself was leading the battle, to much suprise. She saw several men with harpoon guns, and a few with tridents. A Zora charged a boat with armed men on it. He got a harpoon put right through his neck and throat for it. Ruto looked over to see a trident go through he heart of another Zora. There were still about fifty thousand men in a third row of ships. The first row was decimated and the second one was still going.

"FALL BACK! EVERYONE FALL BACK TO LAND!" Ruto and the remaining Zoras retreated to land. They went by river, swimming like mad. A mile and a half up, was the gathered army waiting on the Lachians. Tryeon was leading them. "Princess?"

"There's a whole lotta 'em coming your way! We're going back."

"Tend to your own peoples. We will handle this!" Tryeon drew a sword. "MARCH TO THE SHORES! KILL EVERY LAST ONE!" The massive crowd began moving. Tryeon turned to Ruto. "Good luck, Princess."

Meanwhile, up on the mountain, the Gorons were preparing to go back to Goron City. Darunia and Link were arguing the whole way.

"What the hell was that? I told you, we have to wait..."

"Wait for what, Dad? For them to suprise attack us first? No way! THEY challenged US! THEY invaded our borders, and THEY sat there in OUR water for two days. I say if that's not reason to blow their asses away to Hell..."

"They did deserve what they got, but in war, you can't always go gung-ho balls to the wall!"

"We're Gorons, Dad!"

Back at the shores, the remaining Lachian troops all pulled in.

"Commander, what are our orders?"

"March to the Castle and rendevouz with the King."

"Yes sir." The giant army was soon on the move. Little did they know Tryeon was waiting for them. "HALT." Tryeon's army stopped. The Lachians marched up the plains. Tryeon smiled to himself somewhat as they came into view.

"Let's kick their asses." Tryeon simply drew his sword. Immediately, the well-rested Dark Ones all withdrew their weapons and began marching towards the tired Lachians. A few stated running, followed by more, and then the entire army charged full-speed into Hyrule's attemping invaders.

The Lachians barely stood a chance. Within two hours, about half the Dark Ones remained alive and able. They all gathered away from the scene of blood and gore, the bodies and limbs. Tryeon was helped up by two other soldiers. His chest was cut open, and his left arm had an arrow stuck in it.

"Let's go west to the Castle..." And with that, Tryeon passed out. His men carried his off the field, and the Dark Ones marched on.