The Under ~ Kingdom's Edge
Word Count: 555
Level 5 Ganondorf: 36/50
Exp: 1
NEW EXP Balance--- 37/50
As expected, Ganondorf found himself among the last to arrive. But it appeared he didn't miss much of anything. A dark colored ghost conversed with Nadia about how to get into the "NecroDancer's" lair. He claimed it was easy, and all it required was their signatures on a contract. Some Seekers were quick to sign, probably eager to get this over with. Others tried to read the contract only find themselves lost in legalese. Ganondorf was one of the latter. Though written in seemingly understandable words, it still may as well have been another language entirely. But while others may have given up on trying to understand and chose to sign, Ganondorf did not.
"You expect me to sign this thing without even fully comprehending what it says?" He demanded, wadding the contract up in his fist and burning it to ash with his dark magic. Afterward he let the ash slowly slide from his hand into the underground air, "What kind of fool do you take me for?"
He then overheard Kamek insisting on being allowed to read the contract before signing. And while Bowser and Jr. may have been foolish enough to not wait, Ganondorf was not so foolish. Sure, Kamek wasn't doing any of this for him specifically, but that didn't prevent the Gerudo from simply waiting to overhear whatever the wizard had to say about it. Honestly, why did Bowser even bother having an advisor like Kamek around if he was just going ignore the wizard's advice? And say something Kamek eventually did. Mentioning the Seekers' souls in a frantic voice and then teleporting away, presumably to warn them or something.
"Well, well, well." Ganondorf said to himself in a low voice, "Looks like I was right to hesitate." He added with a smug expression. Well, he doubted likely wasn't anything he could do about it from the outside. And if these contracts really did refer to souls as Kamek had frantically indicated, then the others would just have to figure out a way to break the contracts from the inside. In the meantime, Ganondorf decided to find something else he could assist with. And that was when he spotted her.
It was Jesse, floating up above the lightroot for reasons Ganondorf could only guess at. An alternate route perhaps? Or maybe another lead entirely? Either way it was bound to be better than standing around here and waiting for the others to come back. With an arcane gesture, Ganondorf summoned the phantom steed and climbed up onto the saddle. With a click of his heels the horse galloped upward in the direction that Ganondorf had spotted Jesse going.
The wind blew in the Gerudo's face as the horse galloped with its ghostly whinnying. Its hooves somehow made noises as if they were thundering powerfully on the ground. Soon enough, in the distance Ganondorf spotted what he thought might have drawn Jesse's attention: a shrine whose purpose was unknown. Was it at all connected to the Guardian or the Mask Fragments? Or was it something else entirely? There was only one way to find out.