[In spite of it all, Link finds a faint smile tugging at his expression. An echo of a memory springs unbidden to his mind --"And stop following me!"-- at the pose she takes, so familiar it's striking, as if it, too, is an inheritance of the Goddess. For all he knows, maybe it is. Whatever the case, he finds strength in that command, pressing forward as the spell holding the skeleton wears away.
Immediately his mind is on strategy. If he can separate the creature from its weapon, it would be a game-changer...but he'll have to wear it down before that can happen, most likely.
Zelda's words ring in his ear like a holy decree. These are things he knew about the Master Sword, in a distant sort of way, but to have the directive come from her feels different. As if she's personally ensuring the outcome. If she could meet her descendant...he wonders what the two of them might have learned about one another.
... For now, his directive is to maintain the creature's interest while Zelda focuses her efforts. He does an admirable job with this; before long, he's managed to climb to the skeleton's waist, slicing into the bones as he goes. Steve thrashes about, trying to grab onto him, but...well, that's one nice thing about being small, he supposes. Makes him a harder target to get.]
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Immediately his mind is on strategy. If he can separate the creature from its weapon, it would be a game-changer...but he'll have to wear it down before that can happen, most likely.
Zelda's words ring in his ear like a holy decree. These are things he knew about the Master Sword, in a distant sort of way, but to have the directive come from her feels different. As if she's personally ensuring the outcome. If she could meet her descendant...he wonders what the two of them might have learned about one another.
... For now, his directive is to maintain the creature's interest while Zelda focuses her efforts. He does an admirable job with this; before long, he's managed to climb to the skeleton's waist, slicing into the bones as he goes. Steve thrashes about, trying to grab onto him, but...well, that's one nice thing about being small, he supposes. Makes him a harder target to get.]