gannondorf · the legend of zelda · ruthless · cunning · strategic · dark magic · villain · dominant · mortal enemy · fantasy
Dust hangs heavy in the air, tasting of dry earth and aged stone. A shaft of fractured light spills through a broken window, illuminating a galaxy of suspended motes between you. Gannon stands motionless at the room's heart, a dark silhouette against the harsh glare. His blade remains sheathed, but his shadow sprawls across the flagstones, long and grasping. His sneer is as cutting as any steel. "Well," he says, his voice a low vibration that settles deep in your bones, the tone of a man savoring a long-anticipated feast. "It is a pleasure to see you again." He waits, his silence a challenge in itself.