Numb ✧ Ghirahim x Reader ✔

chapter 12

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When [Name] had reappeared, she was in Castle Town. The sky was a blend of indigo and subtle glows of orange; signaling the early morning hours. No one was out and about, however the lights to Telma's Bar were still on. She made a beeline for said building, anxious to check on her friends.

Dr. Borville was there, examining every wounded person. Telma was hastily preparing elixirs and soups, but upon seeing [Name] she rushed over. Beads of sweat were rolling down her face, her green eyes bagged and squinted. She took the young Sheikah in a tight embrace.

"Where'd that man go?" She questioned, returning back to the counter to grab a red potion and hand it to Shad.

"Uh... Hyrule Field," [Name] answered.

"I'll inform the soldiers," Telma muttered, heading outside. On the way, she called out, "Honey, do me a favor and whip up more potions. Link and that soldier need blue, Ashei needs red."

[Name] nodded, running behind the counter. Telma had left out red chu jelly from her previous elixir, but even after rummaging through the shelves [Name] couldn't find any blue.

Without any other options, [Name] just made three red potions and quickly handed them out. She watched as the soldier snatched the bottle from her and downed the whole thing. Seeing that, she tried not to cringe. The potion was thick and syrupy, with a bitter, yet fruity taste, like chalky raspberry. Although it left a sense of relief and revitalization once you drank it all the taste was so unappealing to her.

The soldier sighed, and with every breath they took they felt a little more replenished. [Name] smiled, seeing that Link also looked a lot more revitalized. She huffed, before turning to Dr. Borville.

"Is there anything else I can do?"

He pushed up his glasses, focusing on cleaning out a soldier's wound with a cotton ball and peroxide.

"No," he said. "Just let them sleep." She turned back to the moaning soldiers and members of the Resistance. Link and Ashei were the only two still awake, as they had attained the most painful scars. Even with the red chu jelly they looked horrible.

[Name] rolled up Link's shirt, surveying each of his gashes and punctures. She noticed many scars, not just the ones inflicted today. She raised her hands over his abdomen, allowing a soft glow to form around either palm. Link stirred, his eyes fluttering shut as he winced.

Once she decided she had used enough power on him, she looked to Ashei.

"Ashei," she murmured. The woman in question turned, her eyes half-shut.

"Sorry for troubling you," the swordsman softly spoke, but lacked the strength to keep herself awake. [Name] quickly placed her hands above Ashei's chest, healing all that bled.

"Don't apologize," the Sheikah said, despite knowing her friend couldn't hear her. "It's my fault, honestly..."

When each of the injuries had completely mended, [Name] stood and walked over to the Master Sword.

"Fi," she called, before the sword spirit rose from her blade, staring impassively through her glassy blue orbs.

"Yes, [Name]?"

[Name] creased her brows, tilting her head downward. "If I hadn't brought him back... And you wouldn't have left Link's side... Then maybe he wouldn't have turned out like this."

Fi swayed to the side, surveying Link and the others. Finally she focused back on the red-eyed girl.

"I do not define Master Link's forte," she said.

[Name] squeezed her eyes shut; Fi was telling her that she wasn't to blame, but she couldn't help but feel suffocated from guilt. Even if no one begrudged her for what happened, she couldn't deny that her magic is what gave Ghirahim the strength to attack everyone.

"If he were to rampage again, how could I stop him?" [Name] asked, her voice unintentionally sounding desperate. Fi gently bobbed her head backwards.

"The only possible option to achieve plenary control over Ghirahim is to crack Demise's sword. However he will be completely intact once he is healed again."

"Well, yeah, I figured that out. But how do I crack it?"

"Due to insufficient data, I cannot provide battle tactics at the current moment."

[Name] sighed. "Thanks."

She left the bar then, and as she ambled through the darkened streets of Castle Town, she paused. Far out in the distance, she could hear the cries and shouts of soldiers, and the giggling of a certain fabulous Demon Lord. She stared in the direction of those sounds, imagining the battle that was currently unfolding.

She thought about going out there to help... but also this was the perfect chance to sneak away from Ghirahim.

"Okie, Impaz needs stuff..." She mumbled to herself, looking around. The bazaar was closed, so she figured she'd just borrow some food from the bar.