Link smirked as his plan came to fruition. Finally, this was getting into territory he could handle. The blade against his throat was nothing new; the Gerudo had marched him to his cell with their swords at his throat, after all.

A simple backflip - a maneuver he'd worked at for so long now that it was second nature - got him out of the sword's range long enough to cast his second spell. Nayru's Love would keep him going long enough to figure out a plan of action, after observing his foe...