...Zelda’s P.O.V... "Purah," I said, my voice barely above a whisper as we gathered inside the main command tent back at Lookout Landing. "Look at the energy readings from the stone."Purah leaned over her desk, her eyes wide behind her goggles as she analyzed the flickering purple data. "This doesn't match Ganondorf’s malice, and it certainly isn't Yiga magic. This signature is ancient... purely Zonai. But it’s corrupted."A heavy silence fell over the room. According to the ancient legends, not all Zonai had agreed with King Rauru’s peaceful vision for Hyrule. Centuries ago, a powerful rogue sorcerer had attempted to harness the raw elements of the kingdom for total control, only to be sealed away deep within the floating sky islands.Now, with the upheaval and the shifting of the sky, the seal had finally broken. ...Link’s P.O.V... I pulled the Secret Stone from my pouch. The crystal was humming with a restless, chaotic vibration. Suddenly, a massive shockwave rattled the entire tent. We rushed outside. The clouds high above Central Hyrule were parting, turning a dark, stormy violet. A massive, forgotten sky island—hidden for millennia behind a veil of ancient clouds—was slowly descending toward the surface. Surrounding the island were swarms of corrupted Zonai Constructs, their usual green eyes glowing a malicious, dark purple.From the center of the floating fortress, a deep, echoing voice boomed across the sky, vibrating right through the Secret Stone in my hand."The false kings are gone... the kingdom is weak... and the magic of my ancestors belongs to me."I gripped the hilt of the Master Sword. The Yiga Clan had been a mere footnote. The true battle for the ancient legacy of Hyrule was about to begin.
