[center][h2][color=blue]Hyrule[/color] [color=darkgreen]Warriors[/color][/h2][/center]

[center][color=blue][b] Level 2[/b][/color] - (6/20) + 4 [/center]

[center][color=darkgreen][b] Level 7[/b][/color] - (69/70) + 4 [/center]

[center][b]Location:[/b] [color=purple]The End[/color]
[b]Word Count: 838 [/b]
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Linkle was about ready to take out another of those crystals when the dragon came back, spewing a great river of acid as it came. The acid was more of a distraction, though, because the monsters real attack was just it passing overhead. Wind, stronger than any she had ever felt before, slammed into Linkle and send her tumbling over the ground like leaf in a storm. Pain exploded in her body as she slam, slam, slammed her way across the ground. Her whole world was an alternating vision of yellow stone and black sky before, suddenly, the pain stopped and she could see nothing but the yawning void. It took her a second to realize what that meant, and by that point she was already in freefall.

Linkle threw her arms around, twisting her entire body in the air to spot the island she had been on rapidly zooming away from her. To he relief she also spotted three white forms frantically fluttering back toward the island. The cucco's were so light the dragons windstorm had lifted them up and thrown them high into the air, where instinct had kicked in and they had started gliding back toward solid ground. Whipping her head around she managed to spot Euden having also been thrown off the island falling some distance away, but the Bee Queen had gotten to him before Linkle had to intervene. She couldn't really spot anyone else, so with all her current worries settled she decided to start making her way back to the island. She stared intently at the edge of the place, concentrated, and the world turned inside as she was warped a little closer to the island.

That was all right, Hyrule wasn't built in a day.

She warped again, getting slightly closer. Another. Another. Ano-no, she shot off to the side. Reorient, reorient! Another. Another...

By the time her clawed fingers wrapped around he edge of the platform Linkle thought she might just throw up. The constant ups and down, the momentum pulling at her than stopping only to pull that her again, the dizzying amount of consecutive warps, it had all combined into a serious case of nausea. As such she was exceedingly grateful when she felt someone grab her by the arm and start to pull her up. Linkle helped them out, digging her boots into the rock and pushing herself up back onto the island. 

She had expected someone she knew, probably Geralt cause they could probably look at each other safely, but unless Geralt had taken in a dozen more of the shy monsters spirits since she'd last seen him this definitely wasn't Geralt. She stood in a semi circle of six of things, all looking at her strangely. The most helpful of the lot let go of her arm and took a step back. "Uhhhhh...thank's a lot." She said awkwardly. "You guys don't seem half bad."

One of them suddenly warped away and through the hole in the circle Linkle could see how thing had progressed while she'd gotten back up here. Bowser was giant sized again, the very sight of which made her lat out an excited little squeal, and was going claw to claw with the dragon itself. She scanned the spires and saw that the rest of the crystals were either taken care of or in the process of being taken care of, so the dragon was the best thing to focus on. She stepped through the hole left by the departed monster and started running toward the chaos when suddenly the one that had taken off came back, a frantic cucco clutched between its cage like claws. It held it out to her and Linkle took it, running her fingers along its crest to calm it down. The other two she could see running up behind the monster. "Thank you." She said, as though talking to a little kid who had brought her a interesting buy they had found. "You guys should go to another island, we'll stop bothering you after we beat this dragon."

With that she gave the posse a little wave and sprinted back toward the fighting.

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Link was much closer to the thick of things. Having found himself sliding off the smooth obsidian spire on account of its remarkable ability to heal all the damage Bowser had down to it on his ascent, we was luckily still very close enough to the spire to get a grip on it as the dragon came down. If there was one thing he knew about dragons it was the incredible wind current they generated in flight, and when this one came down to weaponize it he hugged the spire for dear life as it passed to void being thrown off the platform. 

Now the monster was down, grappling with a giant sized Bowser, and Link joined the firing squad or Tora, Poppi, and the Courier as he started unloading arrows into the beasts back while it was busy.