The first enemy to reach me was armed merely with a thick wooden club. The creature could only come close to killing me if it managed to connect with my head, and, short of stature as it was, that wasn't likely. With total confidence, I kicked the freakish being in the head. It careened backwards, knocking over a few of its comrades before dropping to the battlement and lying motionless (I suspect I'd caved its skull).

I hadn't the time to watch the creature die, though, for another five of them were leaping on me and the crossbowmen near me. We each killed one with our swords. Another volley of arrows and bolts shredded the individuals behind them. One, armed with a bow, shot back, but its arrow glanced off a helmet. As another group of the frightening beings advanced on us, I looked at my comrades on the wall. All of us still lived, though one of the crossbowmen had a gash on his hand. As our swords tore through the ugly bodies of our adversaries, I marveled at just how foolish they were to attack Castle Town, poorly armed as they were. It seemed as though Link, Nabooru, and I were the only ones that had anything to fear from them, unarmored as we were.

During another short break, courtesy of another volley of arrows, I looked over and saw that Nabooru and her entire force of crossbowmen were faring just as well, though the troops with their bows and crossbows were falling back off the walls. And Nabooru, her twin swords like wheels of fire, was scything neatly through any enemy that crossed the platform of their siege tower. At other points to the right of my position, the enemy were descending the staircases to the ground below, interrupted by whistling volleys of arrows.

A stone-tipped arrow whizzed by my ear. I snapped back to reality, and saw that one of the four soldiers next to me had gone down with an arrow to the face. The enemy were charging towards me and my now-reduced rearguard again. The one which had just fired was preparing another arrow. I quickly cut through five of its companions before it fired again, this time at me.

I raised my shield with time to spare, and heard it bounce off the solid metal. Then I used the shield to slam one of the diminutive creatures aside. It flew into a crenellation on the battlement with such force as to (probably) kill it. Another of the impish monsters sidestepped one of my sword swings and, with the crude spear it carried, lunged at another soldier beside me. The stone tip, surprisingly, punched through his armor, and pierced the flesh underneath. The monster didn't have long to savor its victory, though, for almost at the same moment, the soldier next to the one it had killed stepped it and beheaded it.

After another volley, I called to the two remaining crossbowmen, "Let's get off this wall!"

We rushed to the stone staircase ahead of more enemies. I looked back and saw that Nabooru, now alone on the wall, was actually advancing onto the platform of a siege tower, and that those enemies facing her were fleeing in terror. The Gerudo immediately left the tower and rushed to intercept the fierce creatures pursuing us. Her scimitars speedily ended the lives of any enemy which dared to approach her. When another volley gave her a rest, she followed us down the stairs. We had joined the veterans on the ground when the wooden drawbridge was shattered by the enemy battering ram. A horde of the goblin-like enemy swarmed through the gate, and charged headlong at us, even as they were mown down from the sides by arrows.

I hung back as the older men-at-arms charged to meet the enemy, their swords hacking through them. I shouted to the younger troops, "They can be killed! Do not be afraid! Let's go!"

The encouragement worked, and the recruits charged in, and I with them, mingling with the veterans who were already fighting. Their added momentum began to push the swarming enemy back from the gates.

A moment later, one of the massive, armored boar-like horrors charged through the gate. Mounted on it was the leader of this awful host. He (I guess) charged straight through his own soldiers until he reached our battle line. Soldiers were scattered and tossed about like bowling pins. With our formation broken, hundreds more small nightmares came pouring in. Worse, some of these began to charge at our archers. Hylian soldiers were beginning to fall to their crude weapons. I was hard-pressed to defend myself as three of them attacked me at once. As I finished off the last of them, I tripped and fell over a dead soldier. I could see Nabooru fighting on, not even close to being overwhelmed. But I was on the ground, my sword several feet away, with another one of the enemy closing in on me. Right then, I noticed that the soldier I had tripped over had a horn in his lifeless hand. Rolling to avoid the spear that came at me, I grabbed this horn and blew a long, ear-splitting blast on it. I managed then to deflect the next spear thrust with my shield, before kicking its wielder back.

Only to see the armor-clad enemy leader slowly approaching me on his boar. I scrabbled for my sword, though I knew full well that he could kill me in so many ways, whether by his sword, or by the tusks of his beast of burden.

But the leader suddenly jerked and toppled off his mount, an arrow in the back of his neck. A large, sandstone-colored mass rolled into the boar, then uncurled. Darunia lifted the creature high over its head and hurled it back. It crashed into the inside of the wall.

Then what seemed a herd of horses rushed past me. I looked up and saw Link, mounted on Epona, at the head of a company of knights, encased in armor. The knights slammed into the sea of monsters, scattering them and slicing into their formation. Those creatures that remained broke and fled, leaving Castle Town. At other points in the city, those abominations hadn't stood a chance; it was only here where they had a prayer of victory. Now that this was ruined, they ran away.

I began to realize that, despite their obvious advantage in numbers, we had beaten them quite soundly.