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Epona is raring to go, decked out in royal blue tassels, prepared to fight wherever her master would bid her.
Link winces at the sound of battle. He’d have to leave the command post soon, the troops needed help. The claustrophobic tent doesn't bother him anymore. He's used to it now.
An explosion outside, like shattering glass. Link freezes as the floor suddenly moves beneath his feet as he’s swept up-
“I can’t do this to you anymore, sweet girl,” Link whispers, hugging her neck before he grabs his sword and runs into battle on foot.
She runs after him.