“You’ve come a long way.”
Twilight shines through the windows of the castle’s observatory, dust motes dancing in the orange glow, shadows bouncing off of the walls. He had envisioned their meeting to be elsewhere; the throne room, preferably, but fate has other plans, doesn’t it?
“Only, this time you face me as a beast instead of a boy.” The wolf stares at him with blue eyes blazing. Ganondorf does not flinch nor does he falter. “How did you intend for this meeting to go?”
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