Zelda Wind Waker Ganon Novels & Stories

The figure suddenly shouted, and then the Galeat Wind wrapped around James. Immediately afterward, gushes of the Galeat Wind formed into light rays. They crisscrossed and attacked James. However, they did not cause any substantial damage to the Nirvana Golden Skeleton. Instead, it boosted James Historial Power. “You’re a golden skeleton made out of the power of the Marciais Combat Form and Historial Power?” James asked, “Will you surrender to me?” The figure within the blue tornado manifested into a young man about seventeen years old. “You have both powers. How strange.”

Gandr narrowed his gaze. The Guardian was many things, but timid was not one of them. "I will do my best," Zan promised. "Good because the more fear you show, the less suspicious they will be." They watched the entrance to the cave. Gandr used wind magic to cause a disturbance off to their left. One of the soldiers guarding the cave walked off to investigate. Sneaking up behind the other gnome, Gandr hit him across the skull with the butt of a long knife to knock him out. Without another word, Gandr shoved Zan into the clearing.

Novemton watched in a daze as their enemies rushed in. At that moment, a beam of light shot through the sky and landed on the Ganon Mountain peak. A god-like young man appeared before everyone. He was wearing his legate battle suit and held a one-meter-long sword in his hand, emitting a chilling hue. The wind that blew against his battle suit made a screeching noise. Following the appearance of this young man, the Eight Hollows stopped their advance and looked up at him.

It shouldn’t be weird for a giant axolotl with a sparkling sundew growing on its head to appear behind him. There was no way to outrun this monster. Although Zen had a headstart, the forest guardian was slowly gaining momentum on him. It knew the forest better than Zen, and the gamer had no idea where he was or where he was heading. In a last-ditch effort, Zen wondered if he could at least steal that sparkling sundew before the monster ate him. Even if he died, at least he would have the most important ingredient he needed to bake the fairy cake.

“It is you that needs to reveal themselves.” “I am Empress Zelda. Ruler of the Wanix and the land of Gynem.” “I am Alpha Hunter of the Luan Pack.” We were met with a moment of silence at first. “Knock out the wolf, take the Empress.” “No!” Hunter roared. Before he could even shift, one of the figures swung a large piece of wood that connected with the back of his head. He fell to the ground with a loud thud and did not move. “Hunter?" I cried.

My gift, on the other hand, is the ability to inflict diseases or other afflictions upon anyone I want. The sound of a twig snapping brings me out of my thoughts, making Silas and myself kneel out of sight in case this person happens to be part of the royal guard. Once we can see the individual clearly, it’s Beatrix, one of the dark spell casters we were meeting. We get up from our positions and make our way to her. “Beatrix, what took you so long, and where is Ganon?” Silas asks. “Ganon is currently in the dungeons and set to be executed tomorrow.” She replies.

He cursed as I was walking up to him. “Say, if it wasn’t for Dylan Windell, son of Professor Theodore George Windell. I thought I would not have a chance to talk to you tonight,” I said as I was correcting my cuff links as Dylan turned to look at me. I smiled at him before he rolled his eyes. So much for a family reunion. “What do you want?” he asked me as I was looking at the sky. I know that Windell was the Wielder of the Wind and they were controlled by their emotions. I just hoped that Dylan was not mad enough to spin one of the typhoons here tonight.

I looked up resigned to my future. Gan-Gan walked over to the wall that had the weapons on it and the curtain began to rise. “I thought you said I wouldn’t need any of these today?” I said as I followed behind her. She opened a small panel that revealed multiple wands. All with different kinds of crystals. She pulled one of the wands off the wall that was white with a Blue Angelite crystal.

Alaric knows that if he talks to Willow he’ll get drawn in, which will end badly. He needs to distance himself now before he gets hurt more. He’s so lost in thought that he doesn’t hear the knock, so it’s Gwenael who walks to the door and answers it, Zander stood waiting outside. “Right, I hope you don’t mind but I brought a witch. They agreed they wanted more than just my side. Two witches are easier to believe, than one, and then we can work out the way forward.”