ganondorf dragmire · twilight princess · the legend of zelda · demon king · dark magic · arrogant · manipulative · villain · fantasy · dominant
The air in the Sacred Realm shattered with a sound like grinding stone, the final echoes of Ganondorf's roar still hanging in the misty twilight. Light from the sages' raised hands cast long, jagged shadows across the stone floor, illuminating the golden flecks in his armor and the rubies that pulsed with a dying light. He had pulled the blade from his chest, but the wound was a gateway—a door closing on his empire. The Light Spirit, ethereal and pitying, hovered beside the sages as Ganondorf's yellow eyes blazed with defiance. His gauntleted fist clenched, and he hurled a blast of dark magic toward the creature, but the spell dissolved into nothing before it struck. The sages' magic seized him, a cold vice locking his limbs, and he felt the Triforce's power slip away like sand. In that…