>>6134963>>6135064>>6135176>>6135317Whether it's her worn down nerves, the sudden shift from death to uncertainty, or the strange woman's air of nobility and command. Impa answers her openly and honestly.
"I am Impa, a Sheikah and servant to the King of Hyrule"
The woman cocks an eyebrow and reexamines Impa with a critical eye "I see, what were you doing at that cottage?" She asks her tone slightly less demanding.
Impa explains about the disappearances springing up all over Hyrule
Whether it's her worn down nerves, the sudden shift from death to uncertainty, or the strange woman's air of nobility and command. Impa answers her openly and honestly. “I am Impa, a Sheikah and servant to the King of Hyrule”
The woman cocks an eyebrow and reexamines Impa with a critical eye "I see, what were you doing at that cottage?" She asks her tone slightly less demanding.
Impa explains about the disappearances springing up all over Hyrule and how she and her team arrived at the cottage to hopefully catch the culprits. “We succeeded and found our culprits, but they were stronger than I’d thought and I lost all of my men.” She’d tried to ignore it in the moment, but saying the words out loud stung Impa more than she’d have liked.
The strange woman’s brow furrows in thought for a moment before saying “That doesn’t explain why you jumped in to defend my servants?” while gesturing to the two servants who had been standing at attention behind Impa this whole time.
“They seemed to know something about the disappearances and I needed information. That and those Shadow Beasts to wanted to kill them so I needed them to live.”
“Well, that was stupid.” The woman mocks “Especially for a light worlder inside Twilight. I’m surprised that we’re even having this conversation without you cowering in the corner.”
I was true. Even as they spoke Impa still felt scared and insubstantial, but her sharp mind held her together.
The woman grows thoughtful for a moment saying, “Maybe I can use that.”
Before the conversation can continue however there is a sudden nock at the door. “Midna.” A stern voice calls out from the other side, “I need to speak with you.”
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