The behemoth Giga Bowser releases a cry capable of piercing the heavens and sending them crumbling towards the land below it. His shriek is answered with an arrow lit a flame at the tip nestled an inch inside the top fold of his left nostril. He pauses briefly to fully immerse himself in an insurmountable rage. He cocks his right arm back and then launches it downward to the ground stories below him, only managing to scrape away chunks of grass and dirt. He scans around the area he swiped, taking heed to look for his crafty adversaries who nearly blend in perfectly with the green grass. After observing nothing but greenery for two seconds, he is meet with a blue bomb making impact on the same spot where the lit arrow was, causing an enormous explosion knocking his head backwards nearly causing him to lose balance. A crude smoke follows his path. In seconds, his rage renewed Giga Bowser recovers popping his head out of the crudely depicted clouds only to be acquainted with the ferocity that are the Master Swords being weld by the boys clad in emerald who know no fear. The Links slash at Giga Bowser's eyes, the taller flipping into a landing behind him while Toon Link just falls because he's not as flexible. Giga Bowser is less than amused and decides to respond with his signature flame breath that could put the pits of hell to shame. Link the Taller bracing himself puts up his right arm carrying the Master Shield to protect himself. Toon Link takes advantage of his tiny frame and speed to pull out an arrow, bring the tip close enough to the fire to light it up, and mount himself in the perfect aiming position two meters outside of Giga Bowser's range, tail included, all in one summersault.
Several feet away from the epic battle between man and beast, the haughty knight Duke is dashing towards the scene with his trusty and less enthused companion Willard the spearman following in utero.
"Oy!" Duke exclaims. "S'mighty fine sight to behold, ain't it?"
"Indeed my friend," Willard squeezes out between a pant. "Perhaps that's all it should be."
"Ay, none of that! We've too far to haul tail an' quit now!"
"Very well," Willard sighs. He curls the middle and ring fingers of his left hand while extending the index, pinky and thumb (so basically a rock and roll sign), brings it up to his mouths and blows flame onto the tips of his spear. He launches it right towards the back of Giga Bowser's head. Midflight, the spear takes the form of an orange V as the flames are spread by a combination of the wind and magic. Giga Bowser just so happened to turn around when the spear was tossed and arches his head to the left with surprising speed, whilst also coincidentally striking Link, who had double jumped to go for a head slash, in the shoulder and releasing a terrible cry and sending him crashing towards the ground. Toon Link followed the trajectory of the spear and met the two soldiers with an unamused grimace. Duke looks back at his friend with the same disapproval.
"It could have happened to the best of us," Willard defended, conjuring another spear using a spell.
Toon Link shifts his attention back to the behemoth stomping his way. Giga Bowser slowly lifts his right knee to his chest and brings it down with tremendous force. However, in the time it took him to raise his leg, Toon Link pulls drops a bomb between his legs and summersaults away, leaving Giga Bowser's foot scorched. However, the shock wave from him stomping was strong enough to blow Toon Link several meters away, his weight not helping. Toon Link thrusts his copy of the Master Sword into the ground to quickly recover, ready to face the beast head on once again.
Link grips his shoulder and grunts from the pain. He focuses his scowl on the two unwanted foot soldiers heading his way.
"Aye there Link laddy!" Duke boisterously greets the angry pixy. Link responds by pointing his sword at him. Duke raises his hands to gesture no harm. "Whoa there, just take it easy lad."
Link does not take it easy and proceeds to look at the two with intense disdain before dropping his arm. With his shield arm he points to the other direction, signaling to the soldiers to head back from whence they came from. Without waiting for a response, he turns around and dashes towards the battle. Duke folds his arms and scoffs.
"The nerve of some people," Duke says. "Hogging all the glory to himself. Who's he think he is? Who's he think we is?"
"Perhaps he's got the right idea," Willard exclaims as he steadies his aim. "If those two are having trouble, call me a pessimist but I highly doubt we'd stand a ghost of a chance."
"Bah. It's not about the size of the fighter. It's about the size of the fight in the fighter!"
"Okay, I don't recall mentioning size but I get the jest of what you're saying."
"That's the spirit!"
Giga Bowser viciously chases down the Links down the green path leaving himself wide open to an attack from behind. Duke rushes in with all his might to catch up to the beast, going red from exhaust. Using the strength he's gathered through years of honing his muscles, Duke leaps into the air and lands smack in the middle of the scaly shell, right grabbing hold of a spike with his right hand and placing his feet on two others to ready maintain equilibrium as to not fall of. Grabbing another spike, he shifts his body backwards leaving his arms stretched and pulls himself forward, propelling him right above Giga Bowser's head. Doing a flip to make sure he's facing his foe, Duke times himself to make sure he grabs the horns, placing him right on top of the nose of the demon.
"Ello' lady!" Duke boisterously exclaims, delivering a kick to Giga Bower's left eye. Giga Bowser is unamused to say the least and raises his right arm with intent to strike. However, Duke planned for this to happen. Swiftly, he pulls himself up using the horns as leverage, placing his legs in the space between Giga Bower's eyes at a ninety degree angle. Then he pushes off launching himself backwards in time to evade the mighty strike. By the time Giga Bowser noticed, his hand was too close to his face to stop, thus smacking himself and launching his head backwards. Duke lands right between the Links with a very confident smile. Giga Bowser lets his rage know through the land with an Earth shattering roar, stunning the warriors. With rage and adrenaline flowing through his veins, the demon lunges forward with leaving no time for the two lower class warriors to respond. Before they realize it, they are being dragged away by a set of claws. Link used his hook shot to grab Duke while Toon Link used his to grab Willard. Giga Bowser still raging forward leaves himself an easy target for Toon Link's bomb which makes contact with his face, blinding him temporarily. After he clears the smoke with his gigantic hands, he sees that his prey have fled the scene. He scans the green horizon to no avail. Seemingly losing his targets, he pushes forward, sprinting ahead.
The Links and the soldiers took refuge behind an enormous moss covered boulder. Link carefully peeks his head around the right corner to observe Giga Bowser until he is out of sight. He gives his peers the OK signal to which they respond with a sigh of relief.
"Aye, lads," Duke proclaims with his trademark boisterousness. "We sure gave him that what for, I'll say…"
He is cut off by Toon Link who shoves him on his left shoulder, glaring at him with an intense scowl. If looks could kill, Duke would be long dead. Toon Link grunts or whatever it is he does when he wants to say something. Shit if I know.
"Whaddaya mean we've only gotten in the way?" Duke defends.
Toon Link grunts.
"We are not a liability! We just nearly saved yer green asses back there!"
Toon Link grunts.
"My Lord man, you kiss yer mother with that mouth?"
"In their defense," Willard adds in. "All we really did was put a wrench in the plans of our esteemed heroes here.
Toon Link grunts.
"You're very much welcome," Willard responds smirking at the fact he was acknowledged by the people he holds to such high regard.
"Aye, aye, aye!" Willard butts in. "Why're we still sittin' on our rears when we've got a hell spawn to take car off…"
This time, Link grunts letting his disdain known.
"You shut up," Duke shoots back.
Link sucks his teeth and puts his left hand on the side of his head, closing his eyes to concentrate.
"What's he…" Duke barely lets out before being silenced by Willard.
"Perhaps it would be appropriate if you actually did shut up this time," Willard responds.
After a few moments of silence, an energy sword falls slowly from the sky. Duke wastes no time picking it up to examine it.
"What manner of sorcery is this?" Willard asks.
Link does his best impression of a Neanderthal.
"Princess Zelda be a witch?"
Link crumples his face. Toon Link grunts.
"Right, because magic doesn't make you a witch. Tsk, can you believe these fellows Willard?"
"Yes," Willard responds. "Actually, I can."
"Wait, wait—wait," Willard spouts signaling with his left hand for everyone to keep quit. "Does anyone else hear that?"
The warriors are silence themselves. The only sounds that are audible is a slow and heavy rhythmic panting, accompanied by the unbearable stench of singed flesh and charcoal. Sweat engulfs the faces of the warriors as they slowly turn around to the all too familiar face of their foe from moments ago. Duke might have chalked it up to his nerves but as they were face-to-face with this satanic juggernaut, he could have sworn Giga Bowser smiled. A sight made more nerve racking by the creatures glowing, pupil less eyes. Willard did not know what was worse: the seemingly wanton destruction it has laid since it's wake or the possibility of a premeditated rampage. Mindless chaos is one thing but it takes a true demon, a monster unlike myth to willingly cause such havoc, fully aware of the consequences of their actions. Such is the hallmark of a soulless, hollow being. The last thing Willard remembers before blacking out is a tangerine hue fused with hints of black, creating a scenery that not unlike an abstract piece of art. How beautiful, he could not help but think. Just like my son's… Just like Jacob's…