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In between the lull of battle, the bray of a horse echoed between the hills and carried across the verdant fields to the burning city. From atop a northern hill the silhouette of a mounted figure could be seen upon a black stallion with eyes that burnt like fire. Rearing the stallion brayed again and set off down the hill towards the fighting with it's rider whipping at his steeds reigns.

Fire soon followed behind the rider from behind his steed, and the darkness of the night suddenly became lit by the bright red fires that danced across the open field. Upon that nightmarish stallion was none other than Ganondorf himself, and he enjoyed the fear that became apparent as he charged towards the bridge on his horse as fire followed him like he was the devil himself.

As the vile sorcerer-king whipped his steed forward he lifted an arm towards the mountain-dwellers and gestated his hand causing an explosion of flames to engulf the skirmish by the bridge, and incinerated both sides of each force yet it didn't matter to him as in his mind they were all disposable pawns in his game. Ganondorf had one thing he currently needed to do and that was find that cursed child Zelda.