⚔️ Untitled Sword Fight Game

The flames on the Ring of Fire finally extinguish into plumes of smoke. Firebrand cools on its pedestal. Illumina grows dim between the great pillars. The Ice Dagger melts and drips off the stones. There is no sound but the hollow wind, not the cry of Windforce that you know so well, but an empty whistle. Your old Linked Sword is still at your side, because no matter how many times you've thrown it away, it always finds its way back to you. You wait in the midst of the Ring of Fire's ashes, anticipating a rival who will never return. That was a time long gone. You glance up at the smoky red sky, now not so red as the clouds coalesce and the snow begins to fall...