Carefully watching his two makeshift escorts to Halloween Town move toward the back of the church, The Master smiled in the dark to see the door being opened. He hated exposing himself to the light in such a weak form when he knew what he could be once he crossed the border. He enjoyed knowing his power at full potential and looking good attaining it more than only scavenging like a carrion bird in the high branches.

He waited carefully to see Link make his way toward the threshold of the door before leaping off the ceiling beam and hitting the ground full-force. The light showed just how heavily the clothes hung on his meager frame. He strode with fervor toward the open door and smiled as he could feel the welcoming embrace of his old persona.