The guardians are surrounding them, their bright blue eyes a constant change of color of blue, almost blinding. One takes a whirring step towards Zelda and Link, it’s white and accented gold, spider like legs menacing. The guardian’s inner lights used to be a gentle blue, but now they were a corrupted, pinkish-red; the color of the Demon King, Ganondorf. He had taken over everything.

The other Champions were dead; killed by the Blights. Daruk, Mipha, Revali, and Urbosa.. gone. Link was the last Champion left, but he was on the tinkering edge of death’s door. Zelda shook Link’s shoulder. He was on one knee, using the Master Sword to hold himself up. He was bleeding heavily, burns and slashes along his body accented in a sickly red.

“Run, Link!” Zelda pleaded, shaking his shoulder again. Link grabbed his sword by the hilt and stumbled back as he got back to his feet. They were surrounded by guardians, yet he still was fighting.

There was a deathly zapping sound as the guardian charged its beam, aiming for Link. “No!” Zelda yelled and stepped in front of Link, raising her right hand. There was a flash of golden light, the Triforce appearing on the back of her hand. The darkened sky lit up for a moment, before everything went still. The guardians fell into a mass of unmoving metal, not one twitched.

Zelda stared at the back of her hand, astonished. “Was that…?” She turned back to Link, but he had collapsed onto the ground. “Link!”

She fell to her knees beside him. There were footsteps, but she didn’t look up. Link was unmoving, his soft dirty blond hair stained with blood. Everywhere was stained with blood. “Come on, Link! Get up!” She pleaded.

At last she looked up. It was Impa and Purah. “Get him to the Shrine of Resurrection. Now!” She ordered, grabbing the now mangled metal Link had called the Master Sword.