@Lugubrious Also would it be pre-ending Conker or Conker after the ending of CBFD? I'd love it to be after because he'd be like "BARRY WHY!! WHY HER AND NOT ME!"
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Level 4 - (13/40) + 2
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Word Count: 795
Linkle
Merge Rate: 25%
Location: Frozen Highlands - Snowdin ~ Snowfield
@Lugubrious@darkred
That was it? Linkle balked at The Stranger's explanation. He was only here, messing with her, because he was too impatient to hang out until it was his turn? He operated on the same logic as the kid who wouldn't quit trying to find his birthday presents the day before the party. "Just wait then." She said, launching her bombs as he flew across the gab. Unfortunately they were just as effective as anything else, The Stanger flying out of the smoke without even slowing down.
Fine, they would finish it. The Stanger himself gave her the idea as to how. As he flew across the gap she jumped back, her crossbows still blazing red light. She fired again and again and again, a series of explosions resounding out across the ice field as her bomb arrows struck the area she thought he would land. If she couldn't kill him, at the very least she was going to try and knock him down. Break off that ice shelf and dump him like garbage into the inky crevasse.
Link
Location: Limsa Lominscuttle Town
@Yankee@Dark Cloud
Link looked at the Cadet in shock when he heard the boys order. "That's an option? We can afford that?" he asked, looking like the cat that had failed to catch the canary. The boy hadn't even bothered looking at the menu! Truly this was a man after his own heart.
Any concern over the food was forgotten, though, as Ms Fortune began her tale. Link leaned forward, hanging on the woman's every word. It was lucky for him that she was the one letting the cat out of the bag, because she had apparently been there from the beginning. It was where she had been drafted into this little group, though it didn't sound like it had been quite as forceful of a recruitment for her as it had been for him. That was lucky. If the people that had been holed up in the poliststation she had talked about had been hostile like he had then the group would have been stuck between a rock and a horde of monsters.
It was surprising that Linkle had fallen for something that sounded so blatantly evil, but he didn't really have a right to judge. How many times had he exchanged health and stamina using a statue that was definitely not of the goddess Hylia. Even evil artifacts or magic could be used for a good cause. Heck, hadn't he just made a similar choice when he had taken Cia into himself? As the story drew to a close and the first of many food trays was delivered to them Link sighed. "It will probably work out for her in the end." He said, trying to hide his worry. "Destiny has a long memory, and it'll bring you to the point it wants no matter how hard you try detouring around it. If Linkle is meant to save Hyrule she will, no matter how much heartache gets heaped on her before that." He picked up one of the curious rings the bar maid had laid in front of him, sniffed it, and took a bite. After that he popped the whole thing in his mouth and went to town on the rest of it, his spirits momentarily lifted on updrafts of pure flavor. "Basically, fate has got our back when we try to help her."
It wasn't long into the meal when Frog made his appearance, bowing politely to the princess and asking her how their force had been gathered. "Frog, sit down." Link said, pulling out the chair beside him for the amphibian and pushing his untouched plate of curry rice in front of it. "I don't know about everybody else, but I didn't come quietly. They had to fight me at the top of a tower and break the curse I was under, but I don't remember the circumstances too well."
He was in the middle of drinking his piping hot milk when Ms. Fortune asked whether he had any parasites and nearly chocked. He looked worriedly down at his stomach. "I have eaten a lot of bugs since I woke up..."
He looked back up as the woman clarified. In her world parasites made you stronger? "If they make you tougher do they really qualify as a parasite? There's nothing like that in Hyrule to my knowledge. I've always just been a bit of a freak. Apparently I was beating grown soldiers in swordplay back when I was a little kid. I don't know whether that was training or special hero powers I inherited though."
"Wait." He said, looking curiously at the cat woman as he remembered her exploding back in the Bismark. "Does that mean the thing that puts you back together again is a bug that lives in your guts? Where did you come by something that useful?"
@KillamriX88
Katherine lethargically looked up, a familiar voice prying her from her from the relaxing fugue of the water. She slowly smiled, then frowned, then tried to smile again. She didn't know what she was feeling right now. Dread? Relief? Happiness? Honestly she had been both waiting for this all night and at the same time wishing to put it off and now that he was here, head down, looking none to happy, she was having trouble figuring out what she should say.
"Hey buddy." She finally settled on, the words coming out breathily as though her lungs were only letting her use so much air lest she put her foot in her mouth. "I was afraid for a while you had given up on me. Maybe a party where everybody is wearing masks wasn't the best place to meet up again, huh?"
She turned over in the water, scooping some up in her hand and letting it drip out. "Looks like the nights been treating you pretty rough too. You want to come in? The water's really soothing."
@rawkhawk64@Crowvette
Yuuto's smile pointed right at her inspired a perhaps unwarranted confidence in the girl. "We should dance!" She said suddenly, bouncing up and down as she said it. "I have never danced at party before. I will probably never get chance again. I am not most nimble girl, but I can swing like this." Bak proceeded to sort of shake from side to side, the hem of her costume swishing back and forth like a broom as she did so. Unfortunately she got a little to into it, and one of her shakes collided with the confection table. Behind her their was the sound of shattering glass and an annoyed "Gyrahh" that froze her mid sashay. Slowly, she turned her gaze over her shoulder.
Down the table a little ways a boy in a long cloak of multicolored feathers and an ostentatious bird mask with an absurd amount of plumage was trying to wipe a large purple stain out of a patch of feather. The source of the stain was obvious; a collection of over a dozen glasses sat next to him on the table, some of which were still half filled with liquid despite having fallen over. He looked down at them with obvious disgust. "My juice." He growled, looking down the way at Bak and Yuuto. "You!" He said, pointing an accusatory finger at her and holding up the cloak. "Do you know how many birds it took to make this?"
"Ahhh, I am so sorry." Bak said quickly. She knew how much work it was making her own costume.
The boys eyes, though, widened in recognition. "Wait, that voice." He lifted up his mask to get a better look, locking eyes with Bak. "The abomination from the roof."
Bak gasped in surprise. "Stupid bird-brain vigilant boy!"
"And you have a date?" Nas said, ignoring her and bringing up a spyglass he was holding in his other hand up to his eyes and thoroughly examining Yuuto. He didn't recognize him, the removal of the ninja's mask making him practically unidentifiable. "You, sir, are either very generous or have very peculiar taste."
The ominous "ker-chunk" of a missile slotting into place drew his attention back to Bak. Naserph did some very quick weighing of his options, then held up a hand. "Peace, hellspawn, though save that thought. You would make a fine Plan B if Plan A doesn't work out tonight." He directed the gaze of his spyglass back into the crowd and Bak, curious, followed the trail of his eyes until with her own advanced vision the fell upon an uncomfortable looking girl with an eyepatch.
"Why are you stalking cyclops girl?" She asked.
"It's not stalking if I'm not interested in her." He replied, reaching behind him and sipping the last of the grape juice from one of the fallen glasses. "The girl attracts danger at every event she attends. I'm just waiting for it. Though if no disaster has occurred by the end of the night and you still wish to confront me I encourage you to attempt a kidnapping of your own. Her card powers are quite remarkable."
"Oooooh, that is card girl." Bak said, a flash a remembrance playing across her eyes. She didn't know what card girls powers specifically were, but she did now that those three cards Bak had tried to give her back kept appearing behind her ear whenever she went to sleep. "Hmph!" She went, turning her head. "I do not want to take part in stupid nightingale plot. Bird brain cannot even follow simple good plans. Come on, Yuuto." Bak began stomping defiantly toward the dance floor.
"Your plan was stupid and your entire existence is the result of a divine clerical error." Nas called after her, but his attention was fully back to Andras watch by that point.
Hi. It's dr. Lovecraft. My computer has died, so I won't really be able to participate until further notice. I'd sign in to my account to say this, but I don't remember the password. So.... Yeah. I really hate to just drop out, especially after making the medic a bigger character than he was originally going to be, but I can't work off my phone.
That's terrible, I hope you can get a new one soon.
HyruleWarriors
Level 4 - (11/40) + 2
Level 8 - (74/80) + 2
Word Count: 1122
Linkle
Merge Rate: 25%
Location: Frozen Highlands - Snowdin ~ Snowfield
@Lugubrious@darkred
Linkle gingerly lifted herself up from where she had been planted like an idiot tree, a stab of pain shooting down through her body from her neck. She held her head stumbled forward, almost stepping directly into the gaping chasm that had been opened in the ice field. She yelped and took a step back, briefly ignoring the strangers provocations as she looked down into the inky darkness. "Urgh, did my head do all that?" Grandma had always said she was hard headed, but that was ridiculous.
Still, stubborn as Linkle was, even she had to admit that The Stranger wasn't an problem that could be solved with cussedness alone. She felt that magic fade out like a dying fire, used up in a single burst from her earlier attack. That had well and truly been not only Linkle's best trick, but her last. She had officially thrown everything she had at The Stranger and none of it had even seemed to slow his pace.
Not every trick.
"Like four wolves are going to slow him down." She said dismissively under her breath.
Not that. Did you hear the crack when you kicked him? He has bones. Give in to me and he will be nothing but a puppet out your strings.
"Yeah, and then you have him. Shut up." Linkle replied.
It matters little. Give in to win, or let him turn your bones to powder. The result will be the same.
"I don't need both of you talking down to me!" She yelled, looking back up at the Stranger. She started pacing her side of the chasm like caged animal, training her crossbow on him as though that meant anything. If he tried to clear the gap she was going to treat him like Junpei and bomb him right back. "Why do you care so much?" she called out across at him, anger and confusion mixing in her voice. "You feel nothing, right? If nothing works on you then why does it matter what my friends can do? What do you have to worry about? If Galeem had someone that was invincible why bother with the other Guardians?"
She didn't believe for a moment he was actually invincible. He couldn't be. He had to have some kind of weakness that she was too stupid to recognize or too weak to exploit that she just hadn't figured out yet. If he didn't than their entire quest was just some kind of sick joke and that was an idea Linkle was psychological incapable of entertaining.
Link
Level Up!
Location: Limsa Lominscuttle Town ~ The Bismarck Restaurant
@Dark Cloud@Lugubrious@Yankee
Link breathed a sigh of relief as the Admiral and the owner did a complete 180 from their position only moments ago. He gave an appreciative nod to Frog and Geralt, glad that at the very least the worst outcome had been averted, though to him this turn felt a lot like the twist of a knife. He physically winced when the cheer went up, and looked again at the four civilian spirits. Cia wouldn't be the only one working off the debt that had been accrued here today. The least he could do is make sure that at least their families could live in peace.
As they filed out of the restaurant he wasn't surprised that he was the only one who was dour about how things turned out, but he was surprised at who expressed those feelings. He knew that Frog had been on the verge of death in there but he was taking this rather hard. That pain evident on the knights face as he spoke was frighteningly familiar. It was a pain he wouldn't suffer to fester a second time.
"No." Link said decisively, very nearly cutting Frog off before he could even finish his question. "I've seen where that kind of thinking leads. No one thinks that you failed, not me, not anyone here, probably not anyone in Limsa. Your words wouldn't have held the weight they did otherwise." He looked over at the Cadet and the cat woman they were walking with, beckoning them to agree with him before continuing. "Everyone has regrets. Everyone has things they think they've failed at. But if you focus on them they'll pile on, one on top of the other, until they're all that you can see. So take it from someone that see's you clearly: you are not a failure."
He gave it a few seconds for it to sink in before his face softened considerably. "Ah, sorry for getting so intense. I've still got some regrets of my own to work out." He said, rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment and looking to change the subject. "Sorry about your shield, too. I've met some great blacksmiths that can beat it back into shape for you if you like. They would probably do it for free if you let them study that weapon you picked up." He tapped the scepter Frog had gotten when he'd broken the Cia spirit.
As they went he was surprised to see that the good samaritan with the giant sword was among them, though he gave the man a wide berth considering who he had just gotten done absorbing. The last thing he wanted to do right now was test whether or not there had been any side effects to that fusion. He was relieved when the man simply ordered his food and left.
Instead, he gravitated toward Ms. Fortune who had said something intriguing on the walk down to this bar. Luckily enough, the cat woman offered an open invitation to her table that he could take advantage of. Sliding into a seat, he took a menu when presented by the barmaid. "Warm Milk please. Along with..." He took a moment to burry his nose in the menu. "This grilled fish. Some fried potatoes. What's an onion ring? Nah, doesn't matter. It's a vegetable. A plate of those. Some curry rice. Annnd..." He closed the menu and handed it back to the woman. "Whatever you would recommend for dessert." He said with a smile.
The vital issue of the food settled, Link to the opportunity to reach across and offer his hand to Nadia. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Fortune. I'm Link. Thanks for your help earlier." He leaned back and tried to relax. "But as grateful as I am, I know you didn't come running from another region just to rescue little old me. Since Bowser looks like he's taking off and the guardian is probably going to be busy healing people It looks like it falls to you to share the adventure you had in the Dead Zone with the rest of us."
How tall is Link?
The number I've seen most often is 5'4'', I'm not sure if there's an official height for him.
Hyrule Warriors
Level 3 - (27/30) + 14
Level 8 - (71/80) + 3
Word Count:1253
Link
Location: Limsa Lominscuttle Town ~ The Bismarck Restaurant
@Yankee@Dark Cloud@Dawnrider@Lugubrious@ZAVAZggg@Archmage MC@DracoLunaris@MULTI_MEDIA_MAN
As Link watched the silver haired swordsman bound after the last of the Cia's, sword straight and true, Link lowered his bow and directed his gaze elsewhere. There was no good reason, he decided, to watch the same woman die twice in the same day no matter what sort of woman it was.
It didn't help much. The sound of it still stabbed at his ears and nowhere he looked had anything to offer him in way of comfort. No matter what there was a flipped table, the scorch mark left behind by dark magic, an injured person, a ruined evening. A spirit that couldn't possible had come from the enemy. A reminder of what his lack of vigilance had cost.
"Unbelievable." He said, sounding tired. "I leave the princess alone for a minute and I end up getting kidnapped. Some bodyguard I am." He looked left and right, at the Cadet and the Frog. "Thank you. I'm sorry I got you guys into this."
It appeared, at least, as though someone was pleased with all this. Two orbs appeared in the ruins of the restaurant just as the barrier went down. Link walked around the table after a moment, cautiously approaching them as he pulled up his Sheikah Slate. "They're not attacking us." He said, bringing up the slate and snapping quick picture of each for future reference. "Spirit Orbs?" He said aloud as he lowered it. "Who from? I'm going to very upset if this was all some kind of trial."
He turned away from them, and as he did his boot hit something and sent it tumbling across the floor. He followed it, the little mote of dancing light tumbling until it came to rest against Cia hat where it had fallen on the floor. He reached down and picked up the sorceresses spirit. He contemplated destroying it, like Frog had, but couldn't bring himself to squeeze quite that hard. The image of the green one reaching for him in her dying moments was still fresh in his mind and the sting of pity the image generated stayed his hand. Of course, he wasn't going to fuse with it either. He didn't want to know what sort of awkward chimera would result from taking in someone with a him obsession. He supposed he could let it fade away, but that was completely out of the question. It just wasn't in his nature not to use the resources presented to him.
That left only one option, and it kind of turn his stomach that it would be the one most enjoyable for her, but he would just think of it as getting her to work off her debt to them. He thought back to what he'd seen Linkle do, and brought the spirit up to his lips where they could see eye to eye. "I know you don't have any objections to coming with me. Not after all this."
Despite this the spirit sat still in his palm. "Come on." He said. "You wanted to know my story, right? I'm saying you can be a part of it. Something besides a bit villain."
There was a another moment of hesitation then, almost shamefully, the image of Cia flowed out of the spirit and into Link's body. He shook his hand, wiping away the residue of the quickly dissolving spirit, and sighed. "You probably could have come along body and all if you had just asked."
It wasn't long after that that the real trial started. Soon enough the authorities arrived to take everyone to task for the calamity they had made. The owners complaints may have been made in anger, but he couldn't disagree with any of them. There really wasn't a way to argue out of the fact that picking a fight in the middle of a busy restaurant hadn't been the best plan. That's why, when arguments came, the issue was sidestepped entirely. Frog staked his good reputation in town to try and deescalate the situation, a move that made Link feel miserable considering he had just met the man a few minutes ago, before trying to pay for the damage out of his own pocket. Geralt, on the other hand, banked on their usefulness. It seemed as though his group had had a productive day while Link had been abducted, solving the mystery of the seemingly unconquerable enemy plaguing this ocean on their first sortie. Everyone else either hadn't chosen to speak or were hurriedly hushed.
"Admiral." Link said, stepping forward and bowing his head remorsefully. "I was the cause of this fight. While I was searching for a ship the sorceress, Cia, approached me and used magic to subvert my will. Though Frog did strike out at her, his only target was her scepter and his only intention was to break the spell she had placed on my mind so that they could take me away from here. That is all. It was Cia that escalated this to battle when she tried to murder my saviors with black magic." Which meant, he realized, that both the person that had initiate the fight and the one that had escalated it had both been from Limsa and not their group, though he bit his tongue on that. There was no way he was throwing the man that just fought to save him under the kart and he didn't think 'well actually this is you guy's fault if you really think about it' was an argument that had ever held sway in the history of any world. Still, the knowledge added a little more confidence to his voice. "I'll admit I haven't been a member of this group for very long, but in the short time I've spent with them I've seen them defeat a monster fearsome enough to destroy this town all by itself and free a whole city from its dominion. I have the picture to prove it. If anyone can put an end to this Abyssal threat, it's them. Please, let us make up for this tragedy."
Linkle
Merge Rate: 22%
Location: Frozen Highlands - Snowdin ~ Snowfield
@Lugubrious@darkred
Linkle felt all the air evacuate from her lungs, but she barely had time to get a breath back before the world started spinning. Then she was flying through the air, bouncing off the ground like a stone skipped across a pond, before the whole world went white. The dark. Was this is? What she dead? No, no, that didn't make any sense with the prophecy. Either of them, the catgirl one or the beat Ganon one. She couldn't be dead.
She opened her mouth, tried to breath, and then inhaled something. She popped out of the snow drift she had been bee plowed into, hacking and coughing before choking the unmelting snow out of her throat and taking a few deep, grateful breaths. With a groan she picked herself up and stared down the man. This man was really starting to bug her. That last attack had actually been a great idea, even he had said so, and she had wasted it on him. Not to mention that she was starting to notice something very troubling. The man was bored, listless, he left himself open all the time. He didn't care about getting attacked. Despite that, not once had Linkle pinged onto any sort of Weak Point she could exploit. Not even once. "What's your deal?" She yelled. "You don't feel anything? Ice, fire, getting kicked in the head, you just laugh it off?"
She took a sprinters stance and breathed in, letting the magic she had gotten from that potion spread through all her limbs. There was a thrum of power as Linkle began to glow, sparks of energy flying off of her. "I've got electricity too. Are you afraid of that?" She sprinted at him, the magic coursing through her body driving her twice as fast as before. As she reached him she planted one leg and lashed out with a series of kicks aimed all over the strangers body, lightning arching from from one boot to the other as the magic drove the power behind them to new heights.
Linkle
Merge Rate: 22%
Location: Frozen Highlands - Snowdin ~ Snowfield
Level 8 - (70/80) + 1
Word Counter: 512
@Lugubrious@darkred
Linkle sprinted through the snow, only occasionally throwing glances back at the Stanger as he gained ground on her. As they ran she kept wracking her brain for some kind of plan. What had she learned about this guy? Really fast. Really strong. Remarkable healing powers. The healing was the real sticking point. Without that she might have killed him already. How were you supposed to get around that? Did it have a limit? Could she just keep wailing on him, chipping away until he ran out of energy? Could he come back if she blew him up completely? But how would she do that? Her bombs weren't strong enough to leave nothing but ash. What else was there? Think, think, think!
Maybe...
She heard the Strangers yell as the idea popped into her head, wincing as she skidded to a stop and looked back again. The man launched into the sky. Around here flurry of snow kicked up in a circle, which was a redundant indication of where the man intended to land. She dived out of the way as he crashed down, spinning to face him with her bows drawn as he physically ripped a bounders from the ground and chuck it at her. That was okay, her bombs had handled bigger boulders that that. The tips of her bows blazed red as her eyes as she pulled the triggers, a pair of bomb arrows impacting the rock and blowing it to pieces.
Linkle exploded out of the dust and smoke, having started running toward the Stranger the moment she had pulled the triggers. She closed the distance between them, building speed, looking for all the world like she was planning to take him head on. Then, just before contact, she called out. "IMANI!"
The woman appeared right beside Linkle, without her crossbow in hand. Instead she lobbed something underhand right at the Strangers chest that exploded into a plume of impenetrable white smoke that all three of them vanished into, Imani herself most literally. Linkle skidded on the snow, letting herself drop backwards. She placed one hand on the ground and kicked up with both leg right at the mans neck, still hung up on the fact that kicks to the head seemed to be the only things that really affected him. Instead of slamming into his head, however, she spread them wide. One shot to either side of the mans neck. She pushed up with her hand as her hair flashed blue, and like on her heel before blades of ice pushed out from her inner thighs. Hoping she was on the right track she snapped them together like scissors, planning to wrap the mans neck between her legs and then squeeze and wrench and twist as hard as she was able. To keep him from healing if she made a cut she would pour on the ice power, continually making the ice blades longer to fill in any wound she made.
It was time to see how well the Strangers special healing trick worked without his head.
The Sorceress of the Valley
@Yankee@Dark Cloud@Dawnrider@Lugubrious@ZAVAZggg@Archmage MC@DracoLunaris@MULTI_MEDIA_MAN
Link
Level 3 - (27/30) + 0
Word Count:
Location: Limsa Lominscuttle Town ~ The Bismarck Restaurant
Disruption had been Hat Kids goal, and that goal had been achieved. What her attack aimed to accomplish, specifically, she had no idea, for it was devised and carried out on impulse. Furthermore, she didn’t have a move in mind past that, or any time to think of one or act on it. In the scant space of dilated time from the moment directly following Hat Kid’s ice-quake to that of Red initiating her next attack, there was no time left to act in response, even if she knew what to do with the split second she had before the arcane detonation beneath her feet.
With one, two, three magic well eruptions, her hardened icy form--now glistening red, stained with feral blood--fell away in crystal dust and shards as she was ejected from it by the geyser blasts. Resultantly, she was thrown in a high arc back the way she came, toward where Blue used to be and a koopa-sized hole in the floor now was. She caught a lingering splash of bloodfall that would end up washing itself off when she dropped head first through the hole and into the waters below.
As the pillars sputtered out Cia smiled at the damage. The silver haired interloper had been thoroughly reprimanded, the annoying child had gone the way of her Blue counterpart, and the cat woman that had broken through her hasty defenses had been scattered into chunks. She didn't even mind being drenched in the woman's blood she was so pleased with herself. Until, at least, it started snaking its way off of her back toward the woman's body as it reassembled itself. That prompted her to take a good look at her untenable situation.
Blue was gone, carried away down through that hole by some kind of turtle monster. Even now, unknow to her, the spirit of the Blue Cia floated on top of the water down below. Green also appeared to have fallen, and as she watched the frog swung his sword and dispatched what looked like the lingering remnants of her soul. She couldn't see Dark Link anywhere. She was alone as more allies seemed to come out of the woodwork to her heroes aide.
"I should have know." She said bitterly as she laid her eyes on Link. He wasn't paying her any mind at all. He seemed far more concerned with the frog. "You always have a way of finding allies, don't you? I was a fool to think I'd be able to catch you alone."
Link didn't respond as he reached out to help steady Frog. "Careful buddy. You took this whipping for me, it'd kill me if you keeled over now." He looked over at the silver haired man that had shrugged off the Cadet's care, and watched as his wounds began to stitch themselves up under the beam of the construct. "Just wait a bit, it'll be your turn soon. Here, have a pick-me-up in the meantime." Link brought his hand to his chest and thumped it, pulling out a glowing pink heart that he pushed into Frog's body.
It didn't seem to do anything to the frog to Cia's eyes, but it did cause an irrational jealousy to flare up within her. "Don't you ignore me!" She said. She spun like a dancer off toward hole in the floor, waving her scepter in the air. Above her those gates appeared again, four of them along the route of her twirl, and from each an inferior Dark Link leaped and began to run at the heroes in front of her. One at Blazermate, one each to try and finish off Frog and Sephiroth, and one at the Ace Cadet.
She ended her move behind the two that stood at the edge of the hole, whipping her scepter down at the ground. The head detached, embedding itself in the floor, and Cia brought her foot down on it. When she did a pulse of dark magic erupted out of it in a circle around her, traveling like a wave along the ground, and as she jerked her hip to grind her heel into the head of the scepter more waves shot out with every motion. She intended to knock Geralt and Nadia down into the ocean with the other interlopers to perhaps slightly even the odds of this fight once again.
As the Dark Links charged across the floor of the restaurant Link drew his bow and knocked an arrow, letting it fly at the one coming towards him and Frog. The Dark Link caught it in the chest, dissolving, but he only had the time to get the one shot off before the rest were upon them.
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