It all seemed to happen in slow motion, but no matter how slowly the time passed, Midna still couldn't move quickly enough. Even though her feet at left the ground and she was mid-jump, her eyes wide with panic, she was still too far away as the blade swished effortlessly through the air... and through Zelda.

Something warm and sticky hit Midna's cheek. Mouth agape, she was on the floor as well, on her knees reaching out -- as those blonde locks sprawled across the ground, rolling, rolling... as the glassy, lifeless eyes stared back up at her.

A scream sounded all around them, as the pool of blood spurting from Zelda's headless neck covered everything...