A broken chain lay on the floor. Ghirahim stared at the object, devastated . How much longer must he toil before he could bring his master back? To make matters worse, he had been unable to sense the spirit maiden's aura as of late. That meddlesome servant of the goddess must be behind that, he thought.

He had received word from his bokoblin minions that the spirit maiden had been captured and was being held inside the Earth Temple. He went there as quickly as possible with that pins and needles feeling growing inside of him. Once he arrived, he saw that she was already gone, yet again. Not even a single bokoblin was left to explain how the spirit maiden had once again escaped. What incompetent, useless minions they were! Ghirahim felt like he was about to scream but then he heard something.

It was the sound of massive doors creaking open. Ghirahim teleported to the head of a stone dragon statue at the far end of the cavern to get a better view. A figure in green appeared. Ghirahim held his breath, astonished that the sky child was still sticking his nose where it didn't belong. Hadn't he learned his lesson the first time? A few feet in, the boy stopped to look at the broken chain. Another figure emerged from the hilt of his sword. This figure was shiny and blue, and appeared to have feminine features. The figure seemed to be talking to the boy, and then after a brief moment returned to the sword. Ghirahim watched the interaction between the two with growing animosity. He felt incomplete. He longed to be reunited with his master, the Demon King. As the boy came closer, Ghirahim knew where he could channel his anger. He laughed at the sky child's misfortune. He didn't have time to fight him again, but he could create a monster to fight in his stead.

"Oh, it's you. Let me see…No, that's not it. This is so very embarrassing, but I seem to have forgotten your name. Not that it matters really. To tell you the truth, I'm feeling a bit frustrated, and right now I just need someone to vent to. I heard my underlings had captured the spirit maiden, so of course I rushed over here. What can I say? I was excited. flustered, even…But what did I find when I arrived? The agent of the goddess…You see, what I'm trying to say is…"

Up until then he had maintained his composure, but then his voice began to falter from anger.

"That goddess serving dog escaped with the girl! I must have the spirit maiden in order to resurrect my master. I MUST HAVE HER!" Ghirahim shouted, flailing his arms.

Ghirahim paused a moment realizing he had lost his temper. This was not very becoming, so he took a deep breath and continued.

"I got a little carried away there, didn't I? I don't deal well with…complications to plans I laid out so carefully. But now that you're here I can release all this bottled-up anger smoldering inside me. I want to introduce you to someone. Don't be shy. It won't take long before my friend burns you to a satisfying crisp, and let me tell you, that will put a spring in my step."

He wasn't about to waste his time with the sky child anymore. He was sure the monster, Scaldera, would end the boy's mediocre existence. Ghirahim snapped his fingers and left the boy to die by his creation.

After a few minutes, Ghirahim felt his creation fading away. He was slightly amused at the sky child's determination, but by this time he felt mostly indifferent. He didn't have time to waste, after all. Now finding the spirit maiden would be twice as difficult. He'd be sure to punish Link later.