08-28-2013, 09:26 PM
“Get away from them!”
That voice! That shrill, annoying, and all-too-familiar voice! Ganondorf knew it to the very core of his being. Yet, somehow knowing what he would see when he looked to its source didn’t protect him from being surprised. It really was the kid, dressed just as he was when he and his Sages had imprisoned Ganondorf back in Hyrule. Anger welled up within the Gerudo King before he could stopper it with his resolve. A battle here would do no one any good, least of all Ganondorf. Instead… Oh, what perfect irony.
With a weary sigh, Ganondorf rose from his bow and addressed the two women again. “Apologies, my ladies, but I must see to this man and his grievances against me. It seems that some men are unable to react to a situation with anything other than threats and violence and I would be amiss if I didn’t try to calm the man down. With any luck, I shall return shortly and we’ll all be able to get along.”
And with those few sentences, Ganondorf knew he had planted a seed of doubt in the women. One man, polite and respectful seeks peace, while the newcomer, wielding sword and shield, seeks war. They may not truly believe it, and they may be able to see through this small ruse, but even if they knew exactly who he was they’d have to wonder at his change in demeanor.
As the tall man of the desert turned towards his green-clad foe, another woman timidly approached the group as well. Clad in robes of some kind, it was fairly obvious to Ganondorf that this woman had to be a Sage or magician of some kind and he inclined his head in respect to her. Regretfully, not the full bow of before, but Ganon had to hurry if he was going to defuse this situation.
“Apologies, Maiden, but I’m afraid this gentleman and myself have business to discuss. I will return to introduce myself shortly.”
With that said, Ganondorf approached Link, who still held his sword and shield at the ready. With a snort of derision, Ganon crosses his arms over his chest, making his frame even more impressive in the process and spoke quietly.
“Put those things away before you embarrass yourself even further, Boy.”
With a soft chuckle, Ganon continued while his opponent looked on, wide-eyed. “You obviously didn’t expect to find me here, nor I you. And unfortunately for you, I have no desire to fight you. Without Zelda, your piece of the Triforce is worthless to me, and I doubt Omni was foolish enough to summon all three of us here. Not with the power we hold in our hands.”
Shaking his head, Ganondorf dropped his arms to his side and gave Link a look of pure exhaustion. “During my imprisonment, I changed. I realized the wrongs that I had done, and for this reason Omni offered me a way out. Yet, without giving me as much as the benefit of the doubt, you raised your blade to me. Who, pray tell, if the real monster here, hmm?”
Finally resheathing the cursed blade and stowing his shield, Link stared incredulously at Ganondorf in response to his claim of wanting peace. Still, something still bothered the Hylian knight.
“You ask for the benefit of the doubt, yet claim to be the King of Hyrule? A kingdom you tore apart with war and stole from its rightful rulers. For that alone, you deserve death.”
“Death?” Ganondorf replied, “Here, death is fleeting. You could plunge your blade into my chest to the hilt, and still I would return. And in the end, it would do neither of us any good. Revenge doesn’t suit you, boy, and nothing I do now can truly repay what I’ve done before.”
Turning from Link, Ganondorf took a step back towards the others before speaking back over his shoulder. “But I can try to do better.”
Though his outward calm and false guilt never broke, Ganondorf boiled in barely managed emotion from within. He had been close enough to wring that fool’s neck, but as he himself said: death was fleeting in the Omniverse. It might have given him momentary satisfaction, but it most certainly would have become an escalating war between himself and that child, and he couldn’t afford to devote any energy to that.
Besides… it would have soiled his image in the eyes of the others, something Ganondorf also couldn’t afford. Every great ruler needed allies, after all. And perhaps, just perhaps, that boy in green might become one as well.
That voice! That shrill, annoying, and all-too-familiar voice! Ganondorf knew it to the very core of his being. Yet, somehow knowing what he would see when he looked to its source didn’t protect him from being surprised. It really was the kid, dressed just as he was when he and his Sages had imprisoned Ganondorf back in Hyrule. Anger welled up within the Gerudo King before he could stopper it with his resolve. A battle here would do no one any good, least of all Ganondorf. Instead… Oh, what perfect irony.
With a weary sigh, Ganondorf rose from his bow and addressed the two women again. “Apologies, my ladies, but I must see to this man and his grievances against me. It seems that some men are unable to react to a situation with anything other than threats and violence and I would be amiss if I didn’t try to calm the man down. With any luck, I shall return shortly and we’ll all be able to get along.”
And with those few sentences, Ganondorf knew he had planted a seed of doubt in the women. One man, polite and respectful seeks peace, while the newcomer, wielding sword and shield, seeks war. They may not truly believe it, and they may be able to see through this small ruse, but even if they knew exactly who he was they’d have to wonder at his change in demeanor.
As the tall man of the desert turned towards his green-clad foe, another woman timidly approached the group as well. Clad in robes of some kind, it was fairly obvious to Ganondorf that this woman had to be a Sage or magician of some kind and he inclined his head in respect to her. Regretfully, not the full bow of before, but Ganon had to hurry if he was going to defuse this situation.
“Apologies, Maiden, but I’m afraid this gentleman and myself have business to discuss. I will return to introduce myself shortly.”
With that said, Ganondorf approached Link, who still held his sword and shield at the ready. With a snort of derision, Ganon crosses his arms over his chest, making his frame even more impressive in the process and spoke quietly.
“Put those things away before you embarrass yourself even further, Boy.”
With a soft chuckle, Ganon continued while his opponent looked on, wide-eyed. “You obviously didn’t expect to find me here, nor I you. And unfortunately for you, I have no desire to fight you. Without Zelda, your piece of the Triforce is worthless to me, and I doubt Omni was foolish enough to summon all three of us here. Not with the power we hold in our hands.”
Shaking his head, Ganondorf dropped his arms to his side and gave Link a look of pure exhaustion. “During my imprisonment, I changed. I realized the wrongs that I had done, and for this reason Omni offered me a way out. Yet, without giving me as much as the benefit of the doubt, you raised your blade to me. Who, pray tell, if the real monster here, hmm?”
Finally resheathing the cursed blade and stowing his shield, Link stared incredulously at Ganondorf in response to his claim of wanting peace. Still, something still bothered the Hylian knight.
“You ask for the benefit of the doubt, yet claim to be the King of Hyrule? A kingdom you tore apart with war and stole from its rightful rulers. For that alone, you deserve death.”
“Death?” Ganondorf replied, “Here, death is fleeting. You could plunge your blade into my chest to the hilt, and still I would return. And in the end, it would do neither of us any good. Revenge doesn’t suit you, boy, and nothing I do now can truly repay what I’ve done before.”
Turning from Link, Ganondorf took a step back towards the others before speaking back over his shoulder. “But I can try to do better.”
Though his outward calm and false guilt never broke, Ganondorf boiled in barely managed emotion from within. He had been close enough to wring that fool’s neck, but as he himself said: death was fleeting in the Omniverse. It might have given him momentary satisfaction, but it most certainly would have become an escalating war between himself and that child, and he couldn’t afford to devote any energy to that.
Besides… it would have soiled his image in the eyes of the others, something Ganondorf also couldn’t afford. Every great ruler needed allies, after all. And perhaps, just perhaps, that boy in green might become one as well.