And the surprise is what freezes Ghirahim in place. He can sense the difference in Sola, and it cuts right through his unnatural anger, stinging him with barbs poisoned with jealousy.

Then the arrow's tip cracks the glass casing of the red crystal in his chest.

He staggers, his hand clutching the weak point in agony. Then the anger is there again, even keener. "So you've decided to betray me too. I can't say I'm surprised... Hylia. My beloved Master...and now you?!"

Ghirahim straightens again and snaps his fingers, summoning a spinning circle of knives, and flinging them at Sola before charging. Nothing of the grace and restrained mockery in his fight with Johnny. This is raw, unfiltered fury.

And this time, he can't make it stop.