For a few moments Cain considered apologizing to Lethe about calling her a sprite, but her comment about 'meager minds' both wiped out that possibility and reminded him how deeply he loathed her. Nevertheless, he was forced to follow along with the others as the trundled, alone or in small groups, after her to the entrance of the Shadow Temple. Before now, the Twili hadn't even gone near the thing; this was yet another testament to the prejudice and unfairness of those who shone with the Goddesses' light.

When whispered to by the fairy, Frore -for once- understood what she wanted. The former Chilfos raised her ring finger for the magical artifact to be removed, but Lethe flitted away before she saw. Confused and somewhat upset by this, Frore lowered her finger once more and joined the group following her. After they had all stopped, she clumsily navigated her way among the others until she stood at the side of Cain, who faced her briefly before returning his attention to Lethe.

Though Cain said nothing and betrayed no emotion during the following speech, his mind was a tumult of thought. The news that the legendary Demon King Ganondorf was returning, while rumored for some time, remained somewhat jarring nevertheless. Initially he decided that the Hylians deserved no better than to fend for themselves for once, abandoned by the hero that their deities had chosen. As he thought more about the personage that was Ganondorf, however, the name began to sound somewhat familiar. He wracked his mind to discover why as the others replied, too absorbed in his own thoughts to acknowledge the women that left, the Darknut's defense, or the blacksmith's retort. Finally, a shred of conversation from long ago popped into his head. Along with the distant words came the image of a frightening mask, one that Cain hated above all else.

[i]“You might have gotten past my Shadow Beasts but you'll never beat me,”[/i] the vile mask had said. [i]”Your princess is mine, your people and your kingdom and your realm too, and thanks to Ganondorf soon even the World of Light will fall beneath MY rule! MINE! Now you're BANISHED! HAH! HAHAHAAAH!”[/i] That laugh, reaching Cain even as he fell into his foe's portal, haunted him now as much as ever.

So that was it. A memory pushed down into obscurity by Cain's rage, only to be brought back now by the fairy's words. Zant was his mortal enemy, now and forever, and if he and this Demon King were in league, he had all the more to gain by striking him down first before stabbing Lethe in the back. It was a tall order, but if the former Royal Spymaster played his cards right he could hit two birds with one stone. He formed a plan.

“I for one am all for deposing this king of darkness. Naturally, Frore stands behind me.” He indicated her with a tilt of his head, and Frore hazarded a stiff wave in response. Cain continued after quickly taking in Epicoron's canine face, now exposed. “Where I come from there are no Hylians or Sheikah or anyone, but there are legends of Ganondorf. He is infamous even in our realm for his incredible, insidious power. If he is really gearing up for war, I will oppose him." Pretty much anyone here would be hard pressed to find any trace of dishonesty or ill intentions in his words.