[Zelda says nothing once they've touched down on the Far Shore. Because it's easy - so very, very easy - to slip back into the mindset of the lonely warrior she once was, the "survivor of the Sheikah" who relied on no one save herself to fight her battles for her. Caster's voice is some distant, far off sound in that moment-- something as irrelevant to her as the singing of birds or blowing of the wind.
Her grip on her projected sword tightens, and then she's dashing forward ahead of Caster, swiping her blade across the back of the creature's legs as she passes by it during its investigation of an upper window of an abandoned structure. Slicing across such points would surely leave a normal beast incapable of movement, at least temporarily, but the ayakashi merely roars in pain - a monstrous, demonic sound that echoes against the stonework around them - and spins around to face its attacker.
Before it can lunge forward to attack her, Zelda lifts her off-hand, and another blast of golden light erupts from it, hitting the creature square in the face, blinding it momentarily.
Safe to say she has the role of "distraction" soundly handled.]
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Her grip on her projected sword tightens, and then she's dashing forward ahead of Caster, swiping her blade across the back of the creature's legs as she passes by it during its investigation of an upper window of an abandoned structure. Slicing across such points would surely leave a normal beast incapable of movement, at least temporarily, but the ayakashi merely roars in pain - a monstrous, demonic sound that echoes against the stonework around them - and spins around to face its attacker.
Before it can lunge forward to attack her, Zelda lifts her off-hand, and another blast of golden light erupts from it, hitting the creature square in the face, blinding it momentarily.
Safe to say she has the role of "distraction" soundly handled.]