[Sweat creeps down the surface of his skin, a veil of nervousness covering his expression better than the effort it takes to remain composed. Eyebrows furrow, making the knight's face look sharper with worry. Even holding onto the gift of Courage, Link could not help but hold to anxiousness rather than look at the golden artifact with wonder.]

.. The real question is, what reasons do we have to think it isn't the real thing? It's true that there are many things here taken from the worlds we came from, but a lot of things here have also been fake. Traps set up to lure us in.

Yet..

[There had to be some purpose, some invisible string which plucked them and pulled them to the lure now floating before them. There had to be a reason for their being here in this exact spot and in front of the glowing triangle for which they knew to be, if not a recreation, the Trifoce of Power.]

But why would it be here of all places?