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There was a reason their skyloftian was titled a god-slayer. 

Legend was down, bathing in his own blood, the horrible red liquid seeping into the soaked battle-ground, his eyes unseeing and open even through something Warriors couldn’t find the courage to name. The captain saw Sky’s eye twitch before it filled with white, pupils not even visible. 

There was a reason he was titled a god-slayer. 

Sky stared intensely at the Yiga that’s cleaver was now dripping with blood. The air seemed to slow down as the chosen stepped forward slowly, spinning his sword in his hands, the whites of his eyes glowing and he cocked his head slightly at the Yiga’s sudden trembling. Warriors nearly forgot that he had his own enemies to fight. He stabbed the foot-soldier trying to attack him and quickly looked back. Sky stared blankly at the Yiga Blade-master before smiling. It wasn’t a smile like the ones he shared with his brothers and friends. It was a smile, a warning, a creepy threat. 

“You shouldn’t have done that. I am Link, God-Slayer, Knight of Skyloft, Hero of the Skies and you will die painfully to my hand. You should not have killed my son.”

The skies grew dark and stormy clouds formed, rain pouring forth and soaking everything even more, making the blood pool Legend was lying in spread even further. There was a quick moment, where Warriors saw the Blade-master step back. Sky came swiftly, faster than anyone could’ve suspected. He brought an onslaught of slashes that chipped the Yiga’s cleaver and cut the mask clean in half, revealing a man underneath, who was sweating profusely as he continued to try and rescue himself from Sky’s relentless pursuit. 

There was a reason their skyloftian was titled a god-slayer. 

When the Yiga was down on the ground, trapped under Sky’s boot, the skyloftian met the eyes of the Blade-master and his fingertips crackled with lightning. Then, a barrage of lightning rained down on both Sky, whose pupils had flashed with the reflection of the lighting and the pinned Yiga. The captain cried out in worry and he knew he wasn’t the only one. 

But through the dust he could see piercing, glowing white eyes without pupils, staring straight into the distance. When the dust settled the skyloftian was standing, looking a bit burnt but not entirely, while the Yiga was in the ground, nothing more than a figure covered in ash and fire. Sky kicked the Blade-master until he was sure the foe was dead and then turned his blank gaze onto the rest of the Yiga. They all fled in the blink of an eye, horrified of the God-Slayer’s wrath. 

There was a reason their skyloftian was titled god-slayer. 

He saw that Sky was still not returning to his normal state and he ran over and clutched the skyloftian’s shoulder firmly. “Chosen, snap out of it please. The rest of them are gone.”

Soon the storm cleared and Sky’s eyes stopped glowing, blue pupils rolling back as if they had never disappeared in the first place. “…Captain?” 

“Yeah,” Warriors let out a breathy chuckle. “That was one hell of a move.”

“Yeah, I—Legend!” Sky gasped. “LEGEND!” 

The captain cursed under his breath and followed Sky in a rush over to where Legend was lying. He looked peaceful. Almost like he was sleeping. Tears dripped from Sky’s eyes and stained the veteran’s pale face. Wars felt the warm wetness stream down his cheeks too. “My son…” Sky choked on a sob. “Please someone tell me we can revive him?” 

There was silence. 

All was quiet, even the sounds of nature. The birds did not sing, the wind did not blow, the plants did not rustle. 

“Mark my words,” Sky’s voice wavered with horror, grief, and fury. “I will hunt down every last Yiga until each one of them have died knowing they killed one of mine.” 

It was a vow.

A vow from a God-Slayer. 

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