For the first time since dealing the final blow, Link cries out from the pain. It's true, no matter how careful and gentle they are, it's still painful.
But it's the sharpness of the pain only that keeps the dizziness from claiming him. There are gentle hands on either side of his head, keeping it still, and then pillows - or maybe sacks of beans - ate being nestled in on either side of his neck and head.
Horizontal, he's suddenly aware of a whole new set of pains - the ache in his back is starting to scream, and his legs feel like dead weight - he'd thought the ancient armor had protected him, but maybe not? His ribs burn anew, despite the work Mipha has already done to heal them.
Urbossa sighs quietly. "Princess, come with me. Let Mipha travel with him." She reaches out to put her hands on Zelda's shoulders and Zelda turns into the Gerudo. Urbossa looks up, arms curled around Zelda's narrow shoulders, and tells one of the Sheikah who are standing with not much else to do, "Collect the Champion's horse. He is also responsible for the work of vanishing Calamity Ganon."
He nods and heads off at a trot with another guard to catch the stallion, who is watching the proceedings and instantly realizes they're going time try to catch him. He turns and trots away, whinnying loudly, not about to let himself be caught by anybody but Link. Link knows they'll have their hands full catching him, but he's truly too tired to lift his hand to his mouth and whistle to his horse to get him to come.
Instead, he's distracted by hands on him again - the healer, she has her hand on his forehead, her thumb stroking along his hairline. It's soothing. He blinks slowly, staring up at the sky. It's clear and blue, with barely a cloud. There's no tint of malice in the air.
"Carefully," he hears the healer direct to the men who had brought the stretcher over. "We need more hands over here, please. Don't jostle him, as much as you can, he may have injuries that we can't see."
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But it's the sharpness of the pain only that keeps the dizziness from claiming him. There are gentle hands on either side of his head, keeping it still, and then pillows - or maybe sacks of beans - ate being nestled in on either side of his neck and head.
Horizontal, he's suddenly aware of a whole new set of pains - the ache in his back is starting to scream, and his legs feel like dead weight - he'd thought the ancient armor had protected him, but maybe not? His ribs burn anew, despite the work Mipha has already done to heal them.
Urbossa sighs quietly. "Princess, come with me. Let Mipha travel with him." She reaches out to put her hands on Zelda's shoulders and Zelda turns into the Gerudo. Urbossa looks up, arms curled around Zelda's narrow shoulders, and tells one of the Sheikah who are standing with not much else to do, "Collect the Champion's horse. He is also responsible for the work of vanishing Calamity Ganon."
He nods and heads off at a trot with another guard to catch the stallion, who is watching the proceedings and instantly realizes they're going time try to catch him. He turns and trots away, whinnying loudly, not about to let himself be caught by anybody but Link. Link knows they'll have their hands full catching him, but he's truly too tired to lift his hand to his mouth and whistle to his horse to get him to come.
Instead, he's distracted by hands on him again - the healer, she has her hand on his forehead, her thumb stroking along his hairline. It's soothing. He blinks slowly, staring up at the sky. It's clear and blue, with barely a cloud. There's no tint of malice in the air.
"Carefully," he hears the healer direct to the men who had brought the stretcher over. "We need more hands over here, please. Don't jostle him, as much as you can, he may have injuries that we can't see."