Yaga recalled the origins of the Gauntlet, her dealings with Volko, and the unnerving events which transpired that accursed night when the demon was born.
All three of the missing village youths met their demise at Baba’s hands. The hope for Zora’s safety did not shine brightly, yet it shone through all the same.
The past waited to be weighed. All that remained was to put the essence of the past to justice. Whichever way would that be...
The idol was there, always.
Whether or not the Hut would accept the autumn mask was a secondary concern. It needed to be pressed against the Idol in the Hut. This was the only way to reach Zora.