He smiles, but it's sad. "No matter what the world, war is universal," he says quietly, then stops short. A gap in the rocks - the exit to the caves.
Nothing can be heard outside.
With a glance back at Jamie, Sheik takes a breath, and steps through - and steps straight back in to a nightmare. Because he recognises the camp - he recognises the group of Sheikah bound and on their knees before the war-time king, he recognises the white-haired Sheikah staring defiantly at him.
He recognises the burnt and torn banners bearing the Sheikah eye - conspicuously lacking the tear, but soon to gain it.
On the wind, a snatch of the white-haired Sheikah's words float up to them - "We are not vermin for you to order to our deaths! The days of dying needlessly on your orders are over!"
In the group, bound and forced to his knees, Sheik can't see himself. And for that, he's profoundly grateful.
The king's words come back to them - "You forget your place, Sheikah," he hisses. "Your lives belong to me, and to my ancestors and to my descendants. No one else. And if you refuse me, then nowhere in Hyrule will be safe for your kind ever again. You will be sent in to exile or you will be exterminated like the vermin you are."
"We would willingly go in to exile rather than serve one like you," the Sheikah says calmly.
And then the king raises the sword, and Sheik turns away hastily, grabbing Jamie's wrist. "We have to go," he manages through the bile threatening to rise. Not this... not again...
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Nothing can be heard outside.
With a glance back at Jamie, Sheik takes a breath, and steps through - and steps straight back in to a nightmare. Because he recognises the camp - he recognises the group of Sheikah bound and on their knees before the war-time king, he recognises the white-haired Sheikah staring defiantly at him.
He recognises the burnt and torn banners bearing the Sheikah eye - conspicuously lacking the tear, but soon to gain it.
On the wind, a snatch of the white-haired Sheikah's words float up to them - "We are not vermin for you to order to our deaths! The days of dying needlessly on your orders are over!"
In the group, bound and forced to his knees, Sheik can't see himself. And for that, he's profoundly grateful.
The king's words come back to them - "You forget your place, Sheikah," he hisses. "Your lives belong to me, and to my ancestors and to my descendants. No one else. And if you refuse me, then nowhere in Hyrule will be safe for your kind ever again. You will be sent in to exile or you will be exterminated like the vermin you are."
"We would willingly go in to exile rather than serve one like you," the Sheikah says calmly.
And then the king raises the sword, and Sheik turns away hastily, grabbing Jamie's wrist. "We have to go," he manages through the bile threatening to rise. Not this... not again...