024 - [Voice] - I am half sick of shadows.
[Her voice is almost strangled, desperate to cling to its usual steeled calm. She cannot mask the shrill note of fear in it, however.]
Link?
Link, do you feel it? It's glowing.
He's here.
It has to - has to be this place. This is just marking his appearance. But I -
Link, I need you.
Link?
Link, do you feel it? It's glowing.
He's here.
It has to - has to be this place. This is just marking his appearance. But I -
Link, I need you.