She did as asked, finding the sphere with a bit of trouble-- though that was probably, at least partially, due to her nervously. Finding the bomb she stared at it, then him, then it before she reaffirmed her grip. She had no experience with these kinds of things-- that was always Mario's element. Plumber he might be. She squeezed her eyes closed thinking about it-- but she had to trust Link. He had gotten her this far, had he not?
Though when Epona began to slow, it made her heart pick up. Seeing the sand shift, and thrash, as the massive worm seemed to be hunting still. It made her afraid, admittedly, but she forced herself to put her trust in him.
"What do I do now?" She asked, hoping he could tell her what to do-- or that he would take charge, as the princess felt stranded under this kind of unexpected danger. She didn't want to be useless, but all the same she didn't want to mess things up.
Epona stopped quick enough, but it was clear she was nervous. She shifted carefully from side to side, whinnying quietly. Link stroked her mane and patted her head, speaking to her in hushed tones, humming a few bars to a familiar, haunting song. "Don't worry," he whispered to the princess, in as calming a tone as he could. "You're doing well. I want you to snap this stick," he handed her a twig with its end coated in what looked like paint, the surface rough and slightly sticky. "And I want you to touch it to the fuse. Then I want you to throw the bomb back behind us, as far as you can. Do you think you can do that?"
He stroked Epona's neck as she nervously swayed: beneath the ground they could hear the rumblings of the worm burrowing through the ground. At some times it seemed almost like it would go away, but then inevitably the worm would return with a vengeance, uncomfortably close, like it sensed their careful breathing or the thumping of their hearts.
"If you don't think you can throw it, I can," he told Peach after a moment. "But I think you can do it. You throw, and we'll ride."
"Okay, okay." She breathes a heavy sigh, thinking it all over for a long moment-- or it felt long, but really she knew they didn't have much time at all. Allowing herself to snap the stick, she watched the fire ignite, lighting the fuze and listening to the sizzle. It reminded her of the Bob-ombs of home-- though not quite alive.
She threw the torch behind them, watching the ground rumble and waiting a few precious seconds before tossing the bomb with it. She had to trust Link, after all, if she wanted to make it through all of this alive. And sane. He had yet to lead her wrong and she had to put her trust in him. Reeling back she slung an arm around him, holding tight now that the giant worm seemed to be closing in on the area she had thrown the bomb; sensing the movement no doubt.
Link watched the Princess steel herself and then follow his instructions, and a warm glow of pride heated his chest: when they'd started their journey, he hadn't been certain if she would be able to act when things got hairy. But either he had been wrong, or their trip was already beginning to change her: Peach still carried herself with the same grace and elegance, but evidently she could handle herself as well.
Although he hadn't expected her to throw the stick.
Her soft arm wrapped around him and he grinned into the softly blowing wind. He braced himself against Epona, readied his heels-- "Hiyah!"
The horse surged forward with a speed that was shocking given the ground and her previous standstill. And it was a good thing: a rumbling in the ground had begun the second the torch had hit the ground and grown louder, louder, louder! The giant worm exploded outwards from the sandy dunes, grabbing the bomb and scattering sand in all directions. Epona was barely ahead of the thing, just fractions of a second away from her hooves being caught in the shifting sands and dragged into the waiting mouth. The worm charged into the sky and hung there for a single, impossible second... and then began the long fall down, closer to Epona than was comfortable.
And as it came down, a loud explosion echoed across the desert, muffled inside the thing's maw, and was answered by a loud feral keen.
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Though when Epona began to slow, it made her heart pick up. Seeing the sand shift, and thrash, as the massive worm seemed to be hunting still. It made her afraid, admittedly, but she forced herself to put her trust in him.
"What do I do now?" She asked, hoping he could tell her what to do-- or that he would take charge, as the princess felt stranded under this kind of unexpected danger. She didn't want to be useless, but all the same she didn't want to mess things up.
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He stroked Epona's neck as she nervously swayed: beneath the ground they could hear the rumblings of the worm burrowing through the ground. At some times it seemed almost like it would go away, but then inevitably the worm would return with a vengeance, uncomfortably close, like it sensed their careful breathing or the thumping of their hearts.
"If you don't think you can throw it, I can," he told Peach after a moment. "But I think you can do it. You throw, and we'll ride."
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She threw the torch behind them, watching the ground rumble and waiting a few precious seconds before tossing the bomb with it. She had to trust Link, after all, if she wanted to make it through all of this alive. And sane. He had yet to lead her wrong and she had to put her trust in him. Reeling back she slung an arm around him, holding tight now that the giant worm seemed to be closing in on the area she had thrown the bomb; sensing the movement no doubt.
"Go!"
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Although he hadn't expected her to throw the stick.
Her soft arm wrapped around him and he grinned into the softly blowing wind. He braced himself against Epona, readied his heels--
"Hiyah!"
The horse surged forward with a speed that was shocking given the ground and her previous standstill. And it was a good thing: a rumbling in the ground had begun the second the torch had hit the ground and grown louder, louder, louder!
The giant worm exploded outwards from the sandy dunes, grabbing the bomb and scattering sand in all directions. Epona was barely ahead of the thing, just fractions of a second away from her hooves being caught in the shifting sands and dragged into the waiting mouth. The worm charged into the sky and hung there for a single, impossible second... and then began the long fall down, closer to Epona than was comfortable.
And as it came down, a loud explosion echoed across the desert, muffled inside the thing's maw, and was answered by a loud feral keen.