Her sword clattered to the ground. "Mid- na..." She's barely able to say her friends name as the unseen force took hold of her.

Zelda's eyes widened as the rough grip lifts her from her feet. Her nails scratch at the dark form that circled her neck while her feet kicked helplessly at the air. Her vision swam as air was choked from her lungs. It hurt and as she struggled she realized how helpless she was to fight it.