There was a small sound of defiance from the imp, and a louder growl from the wolf that she rode. Never taking her eyes off of Zant, she slipped from the sacred beast's back and eased herself onto the floor, making her moves carefully lest it trigger a further reaction from the depraved man that held all the cards.

Her eye flashed over to Zelda for a moment, though she wasn't able to keep the contact for long -- her feelings of shame overwhelmed any chance of looking the other girl in the eye for too long.

"You're wrong... you were wrong then, and you're wrong now... The path you've chosen will only lead the world to ruin, Zant! Both the light and the dark... And neither one is yours to control!"

As though on cue, the wolf leapt forward, teeth bared, heading straight for the false shadowy king.