...Zelda’s P.O.V... As the red Yiga smoke drifted away, the village square fell into a breathless silence. I let out a sigh of relief, watching the glowing light in Link’s pocket slowly fade back into darkness. I knew exactly what that artifact was—it was a Secret Stone, an ancient relic of the Zonai. But seeing Link tap into its power so naturally was breathtaking."What... what was that?" Paya gasped beside me, her hands still trembling as she lowered her dagger. Her wide eyes were fixed entirely on Link. "The way the water glowed... Link, what kind of Sheikah magic do you possess?"I stepped forward, gently placing a hand on Paya’s shoulder before Link could struggle to find a silent answer. "It isn't Sheikah magic, Paya. It’s an old relic we uncovered during our travels. We will explain everything soon, I promise."Paya looked at me, completely bewildered, but she gave a soft, trusting nod. She turned her gaze back toward the front of the square, where the ceremonial altar stood untouched by the chaos."We should finish the ceremony," Paya whispered, her voice regaining its steady, gentle strength. "Impa would not want us to let the Yiga Clan have the final word today."
...Link’s P.O.V... Before Zelda could step up to the podium, I caught Sidon’s eye. We didn’t need words. I gave a slight nod, and he immediately understood. He turned to Riju, Tulin, and Yunobo, whispering the plan. They all nodded fiercely, their faces setting into expressions of deep respect.We walked to the front of the square together, forming a line right before Impa's memorial altar.I drew the Master Sword, holding it high so the pristine blade caught the lantern light. Sidon raised his ceremonial tridents. Riju drew her scimitars, Tulin readied his great bow, and Yunobo brought his heavy fists together.With a shared breath, we activated our powers all at once—not for battle, but as a final tribute. ...Zelda’s P.O.V... I watched from the side, tears pricking my eyes at the beautiful sight. Tulin unleashed a gentle, swirling gust of wind that lifted the falling cherry blossom petals into the air, making them dance around the altar. Yunobo channeled a warm, protective golden shield around the space, keeping the breeze perfectly contained. Then, Sidon summoned a ring of crystal-clear water that rippled beautifully beneath the barrier, while Riju added a soft, rhythmic crackle of harmless golden electricity that lit up the water like stars.In the center of it all stood Link, the Master Sword gleaming with a pure, holy light that resonated with the elements.It was a silent, breathtaking salute from the heroes of Hyrule to the woman who had guided them all. The entire village gasped in awe. The heavy sadness in the air shifted into something beautiful and triumphant. Paya wept silently, but this time, she was smiling.As the elemental lights softly faded away, the Sages stepped back, and Link looked at me, giving me a reassuring nod. The stage was set. It was time for my speech.
