Ganondorf smirks to himself. It's a nostalgic feeling really, facing off against his ancient nemesis. This dance they did of Courage and Power seemed so natural to him. He quickly sidesteps the arrows before inhaling deeply, feeling the wind in his crimson locks.

"Ah... the wind... feels nice here."

With that, he wheels on Link, bringing the blades to bear with surprising speed for someone of his side.