Zelda Triforce Pieces Novels & Stories

Ciaran and Zillah along with Jared and the Five Leaf Clover separated ways to help their comrades. "Well, hello. Prince Zephrain." He turned around and his emerald eyes widened. In front of him stood Kirsten Zūng, holding a familiar trident spear. She smiled sweetly which made him sick. "I know you recognized this weapon." Her singsong tone made him angrier. Zephrain gritted his teeth. Yes, that belonged to Kieran. He gripped his hold on the hilt of his dual swords. "Great Witch of Illinor," he growled. "I will kill you again."

After a brief silence, her composure returned—her voice calm, steady, and resolute once more. “I’ve put the Grail fragments back,” she said, lifting her gaze. Her eyes gleamed with a sharp, unwavering light. “We now have three. Jim holds the crucial cup handle, and we know that both Eryx and my father must have their own pieces. One way or another, the end is drawing near.” Her tone carried a strange certainty—almost prophetic, as if the gears of fate were already in motion.

Rhett wasn’t so sure, and what’s more, he thought darkly, probably over half of the pack believed it. “If that were true,” Lillian said from the hallway. “Then every single Triquetra would need to have found their mate,” she carried the baby on one hip. The little boy clung to her leg and looked up at Rhett with his own eyes. “And not every Triquetra has. So, them finding a mate isn’t the catalyst for Armageddon, Ro, that’s just… propaganda to justify the pack stopping our Triquetra from claiming their mate because no one liked that she was human.”

Lucas opened the Zombie Treasure Chest: "1200 Genetic Points, 1200 Strength Points, 1200 Speed Points, 1200 Defense Points." "Additional piece for the Super Treasure Map x1." Lucas fused all the attribute points with himself. Then, he looked at the description of the Super Treasure Map’s additional picture. He had been aware of the Super Treasure Map but not the existence of an additional piece.

A moment after, he stopped and pointed at the page. “These are the three legendary weapons given by the gods after the war,” Jade said as he let Arth see the page. A huge triangle had been drawn at the center of the page. In each point of the triangle was a Power Crystal together with the weapons Jade had mentioned; a long golden spear, a black hammer, and a blue sword. “That … is … incredible,” Arth said, emphasizing each word. “What’s this spear?”

James said with a sigh, “Now that things have come to this, we have very few options. Let’s return to the Elixir Pavilion and think of a way.” “Mhm.” Thea nodded. Though they obtained the third fragment, they could not find the whereabouts of the fourth. Thus, James decided to return to the Pavilion first. Nico slashed the void open, and the three vanished without a trace. At the same time, at an unknown location in the Boundless Realm…

I’ll deal with it. Beatrice looks around the stone doorway, studying the symbols. “Just as I suspected.” She turns her blue eyes to me. “We should have you out of here in a few minutes, my King. Luckily for you, there are only about three types of barriers that are strong enough to hold you...and we had the components handy to break them all.” She sets a black satchel on the ground and begins pulling things out of it. “My King,” Zelda says as she comes to stand before me. “Did you happen to notice an Orb of Telsa anywhere during your stay?”

A mixture of curiosity and trepidation flooded Zelda's being as she contemplated the woman's offering. Driven by an inexplicable impulse, Zelda's hand reached out and grasped the chalice, her grip firm and determined. Without hesitation, she flung the chalice towards the woman, a surge of adrenaline coursing through her veins. The chalice shattered against the woman's ethereal form, fragments of the vessel scattering in every direction. As the chalice shattered, a wave of energy rippled through the dream realm, distorting the landscape and shrouding everything in darkness. Within an instant, Zelda's eyes fluttered open, her body drenched in a sheen of perspiration.

The old man pushed Zelda and jumped a few steps back, “go away… don’t think of robbing this old man.” Zelda’s lips curled into an evil arc, “6 beads, 6 amazonite crystals and a fist full of finely crushed mugwort and clear quartz.” The old man was about to shake his head once again when he felt a gust of wind rush past in… and in the blink of an eye, his waist pouch was in Zelda’s hands. She threw it in the air a few times with a victorious grin before opening and peering inside. She picked out everything she wanted and threw the pouch back to the old man.

And she took three parts of the Knowledge with her. The Knowledge wasn’t something you simply took and walked away with. It was ancient. Sacred. Dangerous. And useless without all the pieces. There were ten fragments, and without the remaining seven, the three she took couldn’t reveal anything complete. So why take them? Elysia wasn’t reckless. She was calculated. Which meant there was a reason for this. But she hadn’t trusted me enough to tell me what it was. That stung more than I wanted to admit.