You know you must be doing something right if a reviewer says this is better than the original game. Thanks RedSunMun for that review :)
I really would rather have Ghirahim as my companion in the game. I like characters who actually have a bit of personality, and even though I haven't officially played Phantom Hourglass, I ADORE Linebeck. For many reasons, but I admit that I find him attractive.
And brownie points to Spirit Tracks for making Zelda the companion. (Don't worry Ghirahim- your attractive in your own unique way,)
So finally we reached the Fire Sanctuary chapter: Will Zelda get over her issues with climbing up Eldin? Will Scrapper ever realize he's being tricked? Will Fi start voguing on us?
chapter 9: True power
Din's Power was surprisingly upbeat... which was why I knew that I was really going to need to focus, if my companion was going to dance on me again, because I could sense that he was doing it behind my back when I first learned it.
Unfortunately, I realized that it meant that I had to go back to Eldin Volcano... I could already feel my legs getting sore at the thought of it.
"I need to go through the mountain before I even think of opening the gate." I explained to Ghirahim. "We missed certain areas, just for the sake of getting into the earth temple as soon as we could."
-Eldin-
I made sure that I combed through Eldin as much as possible, and checked every possible nook and cranny, so I wouldn't get stuck.
Almost a good hour later, I approached the hidden location and played Din's Power: I sang and did what Link affectionately referred to as 'shredding' on the strings of the harp in the process.
Even with my eyes closed, I could sense that it was still having an effect on Ghirahim, because I could hear him humming along to it.
Once the gate appeared, I didn't immediately approach it. I knew what was waiting for me, and I wasn't eager to get into it.
"I'm not going to like this." I sighed. "This place is so complex." I took in a breath of air. "It's the last one, so of course it's going to be the hardest."
"just whatever I do, I need keep a level head." I reminded myself as I pulled my sword out and looked at the stone at the center.
"See you in a bit Ghirahim."
I stabbed the sword into the ground and felt my spirit leave my body.
-reality-
Ghirahim carefully set Zelda's body in a comfortable position before he looked around for any monsters.
Eldin was not a safe place: even if the monsters were not a problem, there was the fact that the volcano could erupt at any given moment.
He sat beside Zelda and peered into her mind: she already had some difficulty in getting the first tear, due to the position of the guardians being so close by. He was actually thankful that they went through the area before she did this: they almost missed a few crawl spaces along the way, and Zelda recalled all too well the incident with the tree in the last trial.
"Hey, what's up with sleeping beauty?"
Ghirahim turned to see one of the mogmas... Ledd was it? He already forgot who was who.
"Her consciousness is in another realm, as part of a trial to get to her next destination." He explained before turning away.
"... Translation, buddy?"
"It means she's in a dream that she can't wake up until she collects what she needs in the world she's in now." Ghirahim grew a little irritated.
"Uh, ok then...So..." The mogma gave him a suggestive look. "Are ya gonna kiss her to wake her up?"
As amusing as that idea was, Ghirahim's patience was growing paper thin and he was about to snap until he saw Zelda's body jolt. A quick peak into her mind revealed that she already fell to the blade of a guardian.
"It's ok." Ghirahim called out to her in her mind. "You can still try again."
He turned back to the mogma, but he noticed that said creature was looking at something above Ghirahim- presumably the gate that was above the bridge nearby. Finally, he asked a question that made Ghirahim feel a chill down his spine.
"Hey, whose the girl in blue and purple?"
The exact moment Ghirahim moved to turn around, he took out his sword and swung it in the nick of time and blocked the sword that descended upon him.
"It's been awhile, Ghirahim." Fi stated as she looked down upon him while forcing her sword down into his own, which he held up with both hands- one on the guard, the other on the blade, which was cutting into his hand.
"It has, hasn't it, dear girl?" Ghirahim smirked, but inside he was panicking because this was exactly what he worried about the most whenever Zelda underwent the trials. "I do wonder why you returned to this place. His Sire is gone, remember?"
Fi moved until her face as about a foot away from his. "I'm still looking for clues... but then I saw my greatest hinderance and I felt that her death would be a great asset to my objectives."
Ghirahim couldn't help put let out a sarcastic laugh as he realized that he was right and he pushed against Fi's blade with enough force to knock her back.
"Oh sweet Hylia!" The mogma panicked as Fi got up. "Do you need help, man?"
"She can't be moved from that spot!" Ghirahim snapped back to the mogma as he hurried towards Fi before she could get her sword out again. "Protect her!"
As he swung out his own sword, Fi quickly blocked it.
"Oh man, oh man, oh man." The mogma panicked as he turned away from the ensuing fight to Zelda's unconscious form. "I really wish the others were here right now."
"So, you actually do have a personality underneath that tragic lack of emotion." Ghirahim jeered as he made for Fi's head with a diagonal swipe of his sword, but Fi leapt out of the path.
"There is no place for emotion, when one needs to focus on their goals." Fi stated as she tried to get around Ghirahim, but he blocked her as quickly as he could.
"Pity; Emotions are what help us feel alive."
The mogma nervously watched as the two fought. Every time the blue haired girl would try to approach the sleeping girl in the pink dress, Ghirahim would try to fend her off. He would try to lead his opponent away from the girl as far as he could if it were possible.
"Oh man, oh man." The mogma bit the skin of his thumb and turned to Zelda. "Girl, you better wake up soon if you know what's good for you."
-silent realm-
I accidentally stepped in that strange water and I found myself running as fast as I could from the guardians.
I was terrified: this whole mountain was large, I already found a large number of silent tears before this happened and this was all on my second try.
I had accidentally gathered up a small group of guardians, and they were coming after me, up a step hill, and I was desperate for another tear.
My heart felt like it was going to burst as I ran out of stamina... and just before I reached the ledge to safety, I felt my body give up and I slid back down, into the waiting swords of the guardians.
-reality-
Zelda jolted and let out a cry in her sleep. It was loud enough to not only startle her temporary guardian, but it made Ghirahim turn towards her out of instinct.
It was a big mistake on his part.
Fi lashed at Ghirahim, causing him to almost fall over, and she disappeared in a bright light.
Ghirahim immediately knew where she would go and ran towards Zelda's body.
Fi appeared right by Zelda, while knocking the mogma to the side, causing the creature to almost go flying with a cry.
She already had her sword raised high above Zelda's neck.
-silent realm-
"Please let me out of here!" I screamed. "Ghirahim, can you hear me?! I want to take a break!"
But for as long as I was crying out, I couldn't hear his reassuring voice in this forsaken place.
For the first time in ages, I felt alone: truly, utterly alone. I wanted to leave this place as soon as I could, and I'd welcome any possible escape that was offered to me.
-reality-
He quickly teleported from where he was, already preparing himself with the first thought that came to mind...
Just as Fi's sword was descending down upon Zelda's neck, Ghirahim quickly reappeared in front of Zelda, and blocked the sword with his arms- now blackened with a strange element- which were crossed together at the wrists.
Fi was knocked back, but Ghirahim had to fight the urge to cry out in pain, as the attack hurt a lot more than it normally should of, and it was all for a good reason.
True to Hylia's words, he hadn't healed completely underneath his current form as there were faint, white cracks in his now blackened arms. They were a lot smaller than they used to be, but the constant pain was still there, even after all these years.
Fi only stopped in her fighting to glance at Ghirahim's arms. "You're that desperate to protect her, aren't you?"
Ghirahim grunted through the pain as his arms limply dropped to his sides. "It's not pretty, isn't it Fi? What happens if you aren't destroyed completely?" He lowered himself to Zelda's level and knelt beside her. "Still, if I have to, I'd completely revert back, just to keep her safe. Go on then, Lady Fi: I dare you to attack a wounded animal. I'll only be even more dangerous than I already am."
Fi hesitated, but for only a moment.
"Mere words won't deter me."
"Then I''ll deny you the satisfaction and shield her body with my own. You cannot pierce through me in my true form, and every blow won't effect me." Just to prove his point, Ghirahim took his sword back out while his free hand stretched out over Zelda's body, despite the continual aching he felt. "Remember who I used to be- what I was known as- and consider if you are making a great mistake."
Fi could only stare.
"There is no pleasure if your opponent is in constant pain, wouldn't you agree? She's going to wake up at any moment now anyway."
This was, of course, a lie. He saw Zelda curled up in the protection of the circle, looking lost and afraid.
He was too afraid to say anything to Zelda while her life was in the balance.
Fi slowly walked towards Ghirahim and Zelda.
Ghirahim smirked and tightened his grip on his sword, despite the pain that formed in his cracked fingers. "You are such a foolish girl Fi."
Fi raised her sword outward.
A flash of red suddenly blocked Ghirahim's view, and, when it disappeared, Fi was nowhere to be seen.
He looked to the sky, to see a large creature of oranges and red, and garbed in a red outfit flying in the sky before it dived into the mountains.
As he stared at the place where the creature disappeared, the mogma from earlier approached Ghirahim and Zelda, while also peering into the sky.
"...Now, that was some serious deus ex machina!" The mogma let out a sigh of relief.
Ghirahim silently agreed as he sat next to Zelda. He didn't bother to make his sword go away, or change his arms back- he was that afraid that something would happen again.
"I'm... sorry Zelda." He called out to her and winced when he realized how weak he sounded. "But you need to continue onward."
When Zelda finally awoke, it had taken her almost five tries in the silent realm all together before she could leave with the fire shield earrings in her possession.
-Zelda pov-
When I first woke up, I wanted to take in the sky, because I wanted to know without a doubt that it was over- that I finally left that other world behind me- before I got up. So I just laid on the ground, welcoming the warmth of the sun and the tranquility of the sky.
I saw a welcoming shade of red out of the corner in my eye and I finally pushed the upper half of my body off the ground. But as I was turning to Ghirahim, I was in for a great shock.
He hugged me before I could even say a word, and the way he did it was as if he had no intention of letting me go. For some strange reason, his arms felt cold to the touch, but then he buried his face against my shoulder and just left it there.
"...What's happening?" I asked, having no clue as to why he was doing this.
"I almost lost you." Was my answer. I could sense the fear as well as the relief that was contained in his voice.
I was speechless.
Then I returned the embrace with my own.
"I'm sorry." I didn't know what else to say as I closed my eyes. "It took me way too many tries to finish."
"I was starting to get scared." I confessed. "When I tried calling out- when I wanted to stop, I didn't get a response back from you."
His grip on me tightened as he took in a sharp breath.
"What happened?" I asked.
Slowly he pulled away and the first thing I noticed was that his arms were completely black and riddled with faint white marks that reminded me of cracks in rocks.
"What," I almost croaked. "What happened to your-"
"Its a weaker version of my pure form." he explained. "Unfortunately, the pain is still there."
I gasped in horror. "So all this time, you were in cons-
"As I explained, Hylia gave me this form so I wouldn't be in pain. Until my powers are completely restored, I cannot revert back to my other form for obvious reasons."
He then explained what happened.
-later-
"So that explains it." I shuddered as I understood what had transpired during my trial, before I grew concerned. "Do you need to rest?" I gestured to the arms. "If this effects our quest, maybe we should-
"No." He shook his head. "This is far too important for you. You're close to the final flame and to your spirited warrior, aren't you?"
"But I don't want you to be in constant pain for my sake!"
"I can make this go away." He glanced at his arms. "I don't know how it will effect the blade, but it shouldn't be too much of a problem for us."
Even as he returned to my sword, I still didn't feel that convinced.
-LATER-
The fire-shield earrings provided me the way to the path to my next destination, which was the fire sanctuary. However, the trip to the fire sanctuary required a certain... detour.
I needed to fill up a contraption, shaped like a frog, with water into its open mouth more than once along the pathway, in order to progress, until I got to one that was too large to contain the water I had.
A deduction and some thinking lead me back to Faron Woods, where Faron allowed me to take her large basin of water with me... this required the help of Scrapper.
Ghirahim wasn't in the mood to see him, so he told me what I should say to Scrapper, in order to get him to work with us. In my words, it was that he wasn't feeling too good to come out (The real version involved destruction, naturally.)
"Cheeky little robot, isn't he?" Faron noted when the robot left her domain.
"Says the stuck up scaled covered hypocrite." Ghirahim commented to me.
I was doing ok on the trip back to Eldin... until Scrapper decided to fly ahead of me with the water basin as I fell from the sky.
"STOP, YOU DON'T KNOW WHERE I NEED TO GO!" I called out to him.
"GERONIMO, BBZRT!" He hollered as he headed downwards.
- Eldin-
"What's going on, brzzt? I almost blew a rotor trying to slow myself during that descent, zrbt... Anyway, this is where you wanted the water, right?"
We were at the base of the volcano.
"...We wanted it," I began as kindly as I could, "At the summit."
"WHAT?! THE SUMMIT? Why didn't you say so from the start, bzzrt?"
"Well, if you hadn't flown ahead of me," I explained. "I could have lead you there. Do you want to go back up and do this again, Scrapper?"
"I don't want to carry this thing back to the sky!" Scrapper protested like a child. "IT'S HEAVY, BRZZZZT!"
Suddenly, I could not only feel that my irritation level was raising faster than normal- mainly because of all that I had to deal with in this area- but I wasn't alone. At. All.
I could hear Ghirahim growling in my head."Permission to tear him apart Mistress?!" He hissed.
"...Can you teleport us instead?" I hissed back through clenched teeth. I had no intention of killing Scrapper, as much as I felt the sudden urge to do so, but I didn't want to go storming up this stupid volcano for the umpteenth time in a row today.
I heard Ghirahim come out and... it took a total of four teleportations to reach the entrance to the cave that lead to the summit.
"...Ok... this works too, brzzt!" A confused Scrapper responded.
A good amount of time later, we finally reached the entrance and I watched as Scrapper finally dropped the water into the frog's mouth and opened up the final pathway to the sanctuary.
"Did Mistress Ghirahim see that, Bzzrt?!" Scrapper asked me.
"Yeah... she did." I answered with an unintentional snort at Scrapper's continual confusion on gender. "You're free to go, and she'll let you know if we need your assistance in the future."
"So long then, mistress short stuff." Scrapper didn't even bother to wave as he flew into the sky.
"I really despise that robot." Ghirahim commented.
His mood improved considerably once we entered the sanctuary though.
-The mogma mitts-
I was glad to receive better digging mitts. If it meant digging up more treasure, and getting further into the temple, I was glad.
And then I saw that the shovel like parts of the gloves looked a little like claws...
"They're just digging mitts." I tried to reassure Ghirahim. "Seriously, why should you get upset over these?"
There was a low growl of annoyance in my head.
I sighed. Hylia forbid that I upgrade my weapons at all at this point. Still, it wasn't like I was going to need to worry too much about these though right?
-later-
I panicked as I tried to crawl out of the tunnels as the magma slowly entered them.
"This is what happens whenever you acquire an upgrade, Mistress." Ghirahim almost sang in my head
"NOT IN THE MOOD FOR THIS!" I yelled as I was just inches from the exit.
-Round two-
I entered the final room that stood between me and the last flame. I figured there would be something in the chamber that would get in my way, and I was not surprised to find a familiar face.
Standing with her back facing me, was Fi.
"Hello again, Zelda." Fi slowly turned to face me as I heard Ghirahim growl in my head, making his desire for murder clear to me. "It's been awhile since I actually spoke to you face to face."
"And there's the fact that you almost killed me." I countered as I pulled my sword out. "If it wasn't for Ghirahim, I would of died."
"Oh yes," Fi recalled. "Ghirahim. He's a... unique spirit, isn't he? Did you know that we met, long before your ancestors were sent to the heavens?"
"I was sent to destroy the village that is now your home." She began. "I had heard that Hylia had a vicious sword spirit under his wing, but I was not expecting him to be so... underwhelming."
"I remember..." Ghirahim got quiet. "At that time, I was still too weak to even be a match against her."
"So, when I engaged in a fight with him, he lost." Fi continued. "He never once changed into the pure form he is so fond of and I easily won: I defeated the second most dangerous being in the land, to my great enjoyment."
"To remind him of his inferiority to me..." Fi raised a hand up. "To show him just how flawed he was, beyond his narcissistic view of himself..." Her finger pointed to the left side of her head. "I gave his new form a special flaw to remember me by."
I recalled how Ghirahim's left ear looked different then the other. I never made any comment on why it wasn't pointed like the other but then...
"You mean..." I realized and suddenly felt a little sick to my stomach.
"I didn't change the look of my hair just because I was bored with the old one." Ghriahim confirmed.
"It's so peculiar." Fi dropped her hand. "For everything that was, and what should have been... For the destructive spirit of the sword, that once belonged to the mightiest and most feared of beings, to not only be in the hands of one of Hylia's own, but is protecting her at the cost of his own life... for us to continually meet each other time and time again... that must be what your kin refer to as a thread of fate, isn't it?"
"Look at the drawing's above us." Fi indicated the images high above the doors: a brown one depicting a temple in the desert and a green one also depicting a temple that was in a forest, and a strange winged being in the center of it all. Both contained a familiar image of the gates of time.
"Until I came here, I was bothered by the interference of the guardian known as Impa, who had destroyed the gate of time. Then I found this and deduced that there was still yet another gate of time."
She began walking around me. "So, I searched for the second gate, but it was never brought up in any of my findings... more often than not, the end result was never... ideal. I lost a few subordinates by my own hand, you see."
She suddenly disappeared in a flash of light and then reappeared on the ledge where the drawings where.
"The thought of obtaining that young man- the one who has the might of a true warrior- was upsetting... But then..."
As she leapt off the ledge and all but glided towards me she continued. "I then found this place." She then came up to me to the point that our faces were barely a feet away from each other. "The concept of a second gate of time raised my spirits as well as the percentages in my objectives."
As I slowly backed away, Fi raised her arms out. "That young man... that worthy opponent of mine... he will be instrumental in bringing about the revival of my master. I no longer have any reason to despair over the idea of failure."
Her arms dropped as she turned to face me. "However, before we talk any further on that subject, there's still the matter of your punishment, Zelda."
"You mean when you tried killing me earlier?" I asked.
"I mean your interference at the temple of time." Fi rather coldly replied. "However, I am willing to forego that, if you wish to make a deal with me. I'll spare you, if you tell me where the other gate is. I'd advise not to play with me: I know you that you know the exact location."
"Sorry, but no." I got my sword and shield out and ready for what was to come. "I'm not going to say anything."
Fi bowed her head, "Pity: for that, I won't go easy on you this time."
She raised her head up as well as her arms. Her cloak began to flap as it slowly rose into the air and then her arms glowed with a faint light.
Her arms glowed even more so and then, when her cloak touched her arms, the cloak glowed too. When the glow disappeared, her cloak suddenly took on a life of it's own, as both ends floated upward and she herself began to float off the ground.
"Glorious isn't it." She spoke. "My arms and my cloak: together, they are like wings."
She glanced down at me, "Now show me Zelda- show me how we are bound by that so called thread of fate and I'll damage your end of it."
I took in a deep breath as her arms dropped and two glowing objects appeared by her sides- they looked unusually identical to daggers that were shaped like flower petals and they dangerously twirled around in the air.
Slowly she glided towards me and Ghirahim advised "Attack the space in between the blades before she uses them."
I went ahead and made a vertical cut through the gap and knocked Fi back a few times. It was almost anti-climatic, but she blocked each attack with her cloak, like they were her own arms.
She quickly floated away and sent more of those knives at me, but I was quick to dodge them.
It was like this a few times, to the point that I was sure that she was only toying with me.
"Why are you holding back?" I demanded after I dodged another attack. "Do you wish to kill me, or not?"
Instead of responding, Fi summoned out two swords and began to fly around the room.
"Now she's just toying with me." I quietly complained as I watched her hover high above the room in a circle. "Is she trying to lure me into a false sense of security?"
I waited until Fi finally got tired of toying with me and charged down towards me as fast as she could, with the blades by her side.
Just when she got close enough, I took a swipe at her, which was strong enough to knock her back and make her stumble in mid air.
"Come at me and fight!" I demanded. "Are you that confident that you can take me out?"
"If that is your wish." Fi answered as she glided towards me, her 'wings' out with the swords hovering by them, and she made to swing them at me.
What ensued was an intense dance of sorts. She wasn't holding back this time as she made to attack me, but this time, I could see the openings between the swords and attacked whenever I could. I missed her on a few occasions, but I was able to get her when I was quick and accurate enough.
"I see you've gotten stronger." Fi noted as she backed away. "Is this your dependability on the sword, or is it by your own hand?"
"Who knows?" I only replied as I got back in a stance and mentally thanked Ghirahim from the bottom of my heart for all the training I took with him. "Maybe I was able to finally grow up a little."
"Such pitiful faith. Is this the thought process of all your kin?"
I held my sword up. "I was only able to develop my strength, thats all- with help, of course."
Fi looked at my sword and tilted her head. "It is not strength if you rely on your sword or someone else."
She immediately glided towards me as fast as she could.
I held my sword as tightly as I could... and when she got close enough... when I saw my opening...
I let out a flurry of attacks- more than I had previously before then.
"I had strength to begin with!" I threw out as I landed a blow on her. "I just-" I landed another one. "-needed a reason to-" Another. "-make myself stronger!"
"And my strength also comes from those I care about!" I concluded loudly as I could as I landed one more blow which sent Fi staggering back with a sudden cry.
Her feet touched the ground as she lifted a 'wing' to her chest. She bent over as if in pain, and for one horrified moment, I thought that I seriously injured her.
"Enough," She slowly panted. "Of this. No matter how powerful you perceive yourself to be... no matter the strength of your sword... you are still a mere... weak child." She looked up to me and staggered a bit. "And yet you keep coming back, like a stubborn animal."
"I guarantee you..." She panted. "with one hundred percent accuracy, that you will come to regret this. You will regret ever facing me with your so called 'strength'. I will lead you on the path to a despair that will seem infinite, before I plunge you into a void of darkness."
She struggled to stay upright and raised her 'wings' up, before she disappeared in a flash of light.
I let out a sigh as the room lit back up. Even though I was able to put up more of a fight against Fi, it still took a lot out of me and I felt myself using my sword as a means of support, like a cane.
"What is it about her that makes her look down on me and the others?" I wondered. "And how is it that she's lived for so long, if she was around since before we were sent upwards to the sky?"
-...normal colored flame?-
The final flame before me rose in a blaze of red.
"Din, the goddess who sculpted and shaped the land, and the patron of power." I recalled with an ironic smile. "She inspires and favors those who desire and show true power, in their goals, in their resolve, and in their hearts."
Ghirahim approached the flames.
"It's ironic isn't it? Every place we've gone to..." I realize. "Not only has the sword been tempered, but I feel as if I've grown a bit stronger myself. It's as if this was all intended."
Ghirahim glanced behind to me, awaiting my move.
With a firm nod, I lifted the sword out, and the process repeated for a third time: the flame would shoot across the room as Ghirahim absorbed it, until I absorbed it all into the sword as I kept it in place.
As the sword glowed with a red flame, I held it up, awaiting the change. This time, I felt a strange energy coursing through the blade.
"Mistress Zelda," Ghirahim sounded surprised, "This flame is imbuing a sacred light that should expel me out, and yet... I'm still here."
I could hear the smirk in his next words. "Perhaps Hylia was hoping for this all along."
I watched in awe as the flame changed the sword in a burst of light. The blade seemed to be almost shining with a light, and as for the hilt... the diamond had completely turned into a color that was in between bronze and yellow, the black handle had patterns of white diamonds and the tip of the handle and the guard were a very familiar shade of maroon.
I let out a well meaning laugh as I looked at it before I put it away. "It reminds me of you."
I then glanced down to my hand: all three triangles were glowing now- this had to mean something, right?
I glanced up as Ghirahim reappeared before me. Quietly, he was examining his own hands.
"...It's all back now.'
"What is?" I asked.
In response, he was suddenly engulfed in a burst of black diamonds and I staggered backwards.
I was afraid at first, but then I realized what he meant by those words and watched on.
When the diamonds faded away, I found that my companion had now changed.
The first thing I noticed was that his skin had turned into a combination of dark brown, dull silver, and white lines and diamonds. His hairstyle had changed so that I could easily see his eyes- now they were entirely white- and both his ears which looked the same now.
He also had a silver colored diamond on his chest...And I noticed that not only did he seem taller, but he was also a lot more muscular and... lacking in clothing.
"Oh, uh-" I found myself blushing at the sight. "Uh- err-"
He let out a laugh that had a strange ringing, yet hallow sound to it. But it wasn't sinister- it was comforting.
"I have quite an exquisite physique don't I, mistress?" He managed to say through his laughing fit. "Normally I would be looked at in fear, but I'm enjoying this too much to care."
"Is this your pure form?" I managed to squeak out.
"It is," he was able to calm down enough to explain after a few moments. "Now that the sword has been tempered by the last of the sacred flames, the blade has now revealed the form Hylia intended: the Master Sword."
"The... Master Sword?" I glanced back at the hilt.
"And you know what that means now, don't you? You can finally awaken the gate of time within the sealed temple."
I let out a smile at this, knowing what that meant. I was thrilled, and yet I felt too spent after my fight with Fi to feel that I could be flying over the rainbow at this news.
Ghirahim seemed pleased. "I suppose we should make haste, my mistress?" he bowed. "Your dear warrior must be eagerly awaiting you."
"True, but-" I looked at him again. "You really wanted to be back in this form again, didn't you? Is this how you will look from now on?" I wondered. "I'm not complaining-" I was quick to add. "I thought your other form was handsome, and this one is the same-"
...Why did I just say that? No wonder Ghirahim raised an eyebrow at this revelation.
It is just- it will take me time to get... uh..." I accidentally glanced downward...
"It's ok!" I was getting flustered as I quickly looked up. "I just-"
Ghirahim disappeared in a flash of diamonds and suddenly reverted to the form I was more familiar with when they were gone.
I was now confused. "Didn't you-
"It's not permanent." He answered. "I'm still just as powerful either way. However, judging by your... reactions, I should save my other form for the most extreme of circumstances."
"...Promise me that you won't just change back to catch me off guard?"
His mischievous glint in his eye was not reassuring.
...This was not going to be fun, was it?
Oh Zelda- you're only as human as the rest of us. For Link's sake, let's hope nothing serious happens because you were caught looking.
But I've never been too fond of the Eldin silent realm. Thinking back, the Skyloft one was a lot easier... better not tell Zelda that though, just yet.
So anyway... I never understood why it was that once Girahim gave his arms more of a... physique, as he lovingly put it, his arms were still like that the next time we saw them. Was it out of vanity, or because he couldn't change back? I went with vanity for the sake of the story (and, in Hyrule Warriors, he can change back after you use the magic meter.) Naturally, I decided to be a little harsh with him with his vanity issues, as we saw in the fight with Fi.
Speaking of Fi... well, everyone assumed that it was Ghirahim who possibly took her arms off, or was taunting her during his vogue moment. I heard theories as to why his left ear was shorter than the other and I thought 'well what if...' and thus, there is my explanation.
Fi (who survived her encounter with you-know-who) required some creativity with her fight. I incorporated a little of the original fight with Ghirahim, while adding my own twists, and nods from Hyrule Warriors. The petal daggers SHOULD sound familiar if you played both games.
Oh boy... I'm going to need more thinking for round three.
Also... Scrapper, you're a jerk sometimes. This is why I wanted to allow Ghirahim to be able to teleport... or 'cheat' was we like to call it. Just be lucky that you aren't the character I hate- and they will be getting what's coming to them, the only way I wanted it to be for a long, long time.
And...we finally got to the Ghirahim version of the master sword! Yay!...Well almost, as a certain someone needs to make the guard resemble a very familiar M shape. No seriously- the guard to the master sword looks like the M in the Mario logo.
Anyway, you know what will happen next chapter (Zelda's going to be in for a shock this time.)... but I might take a week or two off on this for a bit, so I can get some things done.
...Please don't send angry cuccoos at me for that.