By the time Dark arrived at the temple entrance, Oni had almost finished tearing Nayru out of Zelda's body. It looked like he pulled a bright purple ghost out of her, and Dark might be worried that that might indeed be Zelda. But he recognized the energy emanating from it as the same that he had seen through Oni's visions the other night.
And of course, there was the screaming.
A high pitched, echoing scream of rage made up by hundreds of different voices. And it was coming from within Zelda's body.
The walls started cracking. The whole structure of the temple breaking.
"Take her away!" yelled Oni, snapping Dark's attention from the cracks on the ceiling of the entrance.
Zelda's body fell to the ground, limp and unconscious.
And the Earth shook.
Dark fell to the ground even as he tried to run at Zelda. The earth moved and cracked under him. The pillars holding the ceiling fell down like a sandcastle before the wind.
And yet the screaming continued. From the thing that Oni held in his hands.
But how could you contain a goddess?