Gin had a look of great shock on his face! The wrinkly old zora was the hero of time? The flower on his head was pointing directly upward as to signal his surprise and somewhat disbelief. Gin watched as the Master Sword was placed onto the table and listened carefully to the wolf sage's words, a new respect for the former hero rapidly developing. Gin continued to listen about the spirit gone from the sword, Fi. "So what do we do if the legendary blade can't even do its job anymore?