Chapter Two: The Wrath of the Moligange

The fearsome adversary stretched out with its three limbs and wrapped them around Link immediately before his blade could strike it. Its razor-like talons began to work at Link's face, attempting to blind his eyes and end the fight before it could truly begin. However, Link still had his beloved sword. While using one of his hands to hold back the beast's three resilient paws Link thrust his blade into the creature's abdomen. His victory would not come that easily though. The blade did little more than nick the monster's underside.

Seeing that the armor around its body was too formidable for his blade to defeat Link swung his blade up in an arc and sent it crashing down on the monster's arm. The monster let out a squeal similar to the one it employed previously, only this time it was clear that the cry signified pain. Its appendage, severed from its scaly body, fell into a small nook in the roots of the tree that Link had slept under with a dull thud. With one of its arms now hewn off the creature released Link without hesitation. It backed up a few paces and sat down upon its haunches.

Link was not going to give his foe the opportunity to gather itself for another strike though. He rushed his opponent with his sword over his head. Just as he was about to bring his weapon down crashing between the cowering beast's eyes a shrill whistle blew from the shrubbery to his left. However, this is not what put an end to Link's attack. An arrow burying itself in his left hand was what caused this. Link shouted out in pain and accidentally released his sword. It dropped and bounced innocently off his enemy's head. The hideous animal was about to go in for the kill when a group of men clad in dark brown and green tunics appeared out of the undergrowth where the whistles and the arrow had come from; one was wielding a bow.

"How dare you attack one of our stock!" yelled one of the men at Link. The creature bounded over to the man with a deformed smile on its foul face as if it was nothing more than a lovable cocker spaniel, instead of a vicious monster.

"It attacked me!" countered Link. As he bent down to pick up his weapon another one of the men hurried forward and grabbed it. Since he was unarmed and outnumbered ten to one Link could not stop this. The man sneered at him and returned to the group.

The apparent leader of their company and owner of the beast Link had been battling said, "I am afraid we will have to take you to our fortress. You have entered our realm without invitation. Believe me when I say that that arrow in your hand will be the least of your worries by the end of today. If you're lucky, I may just put you in the same room as my loyal companion, the Moligange." He indicated the creature that was now squatting by his side while licking the nub that was its former arm. Link was surprised to see that as the animal continued to lick the bloody stump of its former appendage with its gruesome tongue the arm began to grow back. He did not have long to study this though. One of the men was leading Epona off into the trees and three more of the men were upon Link in an instant, dragging him off to their fortress, where unimaginable hardships would await him.