Evening of Tuesday, September 4, 2018 ~ 3
I touched down on the warp pad of
the Ishto Soh Shrine, and was met with the buzzing sound of hundreds of flies.
I’d forgotten how much garbage Moza
had piled up here.
But I dashed past it all and peered
down into the Lynels’ Corridor! I had plans to try out my new toy.... On went
the Lynel Mask and Link once again adopted a beefy, stoic stance. X-)
The canyon floor was too far
distant for me to make out any creatures prowling along it, and so I relied on
the skull stamp I had placed on my map—that
was where the southern Lynel would be.
I floated down—there it was—and circled wide, landing some distance further south.
Somewhat far away but not too far
away.... but pretty far away....
The Lynel still stepped so grandly
and paused so ponderously and roared.
And then it turned and SAW ME. FROM FAR
AWAY.
We stared at each other. Usually
when a bad guy sees its respective mask it starts walking toward you. But neither
of us moved. We just stared. For a moment.
And then the Lynel circled round in
a canter, faced my way again and nocked a Shock Arrow.
Nope! It was Ishto Soh for me
again! I warped the heck outta there! :D
So wow, the mask really didn’t
fool the Lynel for very long....
Well they were powerful creatures
of many abilities.
But still....
I
wanted to try again.
So I ran and jumped and floated
down to the left this time, northward toward the mid-Lynel near the base of the
Talus’ butte. I spied him as he walked among the baobabs....
With a crunch and a rush I hit the
ground running through the long yellow grass. I wanted to get close this time....
It was a White-Maned Lynel, and when he saw my fast approach, he turned to
face me, and stood his ground.
I just kept running. If things went south I could always just
warp back to Ishto Soh....
The Lynel stood still until I had
run right up in front of him, and
could physically no longer move forward for his person. He had only looked at
me the whole time. The way his head just dropped at the end.... looking down at me....
I was a tiny creature.
We looked at each other only
briefly before I walked round to his left flank to see if there was a get on option. There wasn’t. Those zebra stripes. Broad tapers. So high over my head, the body so
tall, so BIG. Thick, muscular legs, feathered hooves....
The Lynel turned as well; he wasn’t
having me behind him. And we faced each other once more, staring just a bit
longer. I was on the north, facing south now. The long south reaches of the
Lynels’ Corridor stretched away into the distance behind my.... companion. The
baobabs stood in the yellow grass. The Gerudo Highlands glowed bright ruddyrust
in the daylight away to my right, the shade of the Zokassa Ridge cooling to my
almost immediate left.
At precisely the same moment, I
threw the game into a semi-pause by toggling toward the Stasis function, and the White Lynel reached behind his enormous
back and fwipped out his gigantic
spear.
Oh
my. ._.
I was able to Stasis him and get in a few hits.... But that charm
works only briefly on living things,
and briefer still on powerful ones.
I could have warped away, but....
Well
I did need Lynel bits.... and I was here, wasn’t I?
I stayed.
I stayed, and stood, and fought. And
remembering the Shock Arrows this one
had pelted me with before, I tried the Thunder Helm for a spell. But apparently
the Lynel only resorted to those at a distance, and no range I could give him
on the ground would suffice—the ill-defending helmet was not helping. And so I
switched to something more justifiable. Real
armor. My strongest clothes.
Stasis
could only help me so much between rechargings, but I employed it as best I
could, capitalizing on every chance to land a Bomb Arrow right between the brute’s eyes. Head-shots dealt double
the damage, or so I’d heard and witnessed elsewhere.
This one didn’t stun like the lesser foes did, though.
Any Bokoblin would have been bowled over backward with a shriek, and not
regained itself for precious seconds....
But a Lynel....
I don’t think he ever even had to
shift his footing.
Then again he did have four of
them. A leg at each corner. Huh!
I was a mouse to him.
Well
the mouse could still bite!
More than once, more than thrice, more times than I counted,
really, he sent me flying and tumbling and rolling across the grass with a groan—Get up get up get up, Link!—And
I found myself chewing through my stocks at a vigorous pace!
But I gave him his own headaches in
return—a Bomb Arrow could slow down a
galloping charge! Even if I had to take a bit of it myself at close range—he moved so fast....
It became inescapably dicey however whenever HE BLEW FIRE FROM HIS MOUTH AT ME. The
fireballs were broad, far-reaching and enormous,
and they set the grass alight all over. Remembering the Big Yiga Clansmen, I
used the flames more than once to slip away into the air, a bit singed nevertheless.
The Lynel watched me with patient, hungry eyes in one such maneuver as I glided
over him, released a Bomb.... and then
detonated too early.
Well,
that happened sometimes. Good thing nobody
else was in the room.
The fire kept coming. I never had
the thought of a linear retreat, but rather circled round him in evasion as he kept blowing and blowing and BLOWING!
It was deadly and dangerous!—And the best opportunity to
get close enough for a strike.
I pulled weapon after weapon from
hammerspace as my blades gave their all and shattered
in glory. Daruk had leant me three good helping hands that had evaporated pretty
early on. And Mipha saved me from the brink before she too had to withdraw her
power for a time whose end I would not see in this fight.
But when that monster hit me, ripped me, shredded me so hard that I saw that
gleaming little winged orb come swirling up out of my pockets to my aid—
THAT WAS A FAIRY YOU JERK! DON’T YOU KNOW HOW RARE THOSE ARE?
I’d
had enough!
I spared no provisions in
maintaining my health from then on, and GAVE NO
QUARTER in hammering my foe! I
did not relent until his mighty, immovable hooves finally gave out from beneath
him, and his proud knees sank at last into the ground below his bowing head,
wild with mane and horn, heavy with defeat and death.
His
carcass was mine.
When I’d pocketed his remains, I
looked around at the aftermath of the encounter.
....It was ugly.
The grass was scorched black in
great hatching swaths, or shorn clean away in places by blade or hoof. What a ruin. We’d all but burned the whole
valley down.
....
It did feel kind of epic, though.
I visited Tera once more in the
chill of the desert night to do up my Radiant Gear. The tights were already at
level two, but with the shirt and mask enhanced to that level as well.... surely there would be a perk.... I was
pretty sure.... it had to be....
IT WAS A DISGUISE I KNEW IT. AND MY ATTACK POWER WITH BONE WEAPONS WAS UP
BUT THIS SUIT WAS NOW A DISGUISE I COULD USE TO WALK AMONG STALCREATURES
UNDETECTED. I KNEW IT.
AUGH
BUT IT WAS TOO COLD TO WEAR OUT HERE IN THE DESERT.
SOON.
I warped to the Deku Tree’s Navel
in the three o’clock hour of the morning.... and slept until noon.
GOOD NIGHT.
From: Andrea
To: David
2018-09-04 11:43p
By the way I killed a White Lynel
tonight. On foot. It was ugly. The
whole valley burned down.
From: Andrea
To: David
2018-09-04 11:43p
Love you good night. <3
