Opening his right hand, palm facing the level six sage, Link spoke indifferently, "You now have a choice, either withstand my attack, dodge my attack, or counterattack, defeat, or kill me. The path you take is yours to decide."
As his words fell, a faint light shone from Link's brow.
Threads of silver light flowed down from his brow, converging at the center of his chest, then traveling from the center of his chest through his right torso and arm, surging towards his right palm.
The level six sage suddenly felt as if he had plunged into an extremely cold and icy pool.
An endless pressure overwhelmed him, as if a massive explosion within the stars capable of tossing everything aside was about to crush him entirely.
Confronted with the crisis between life and death, the level six sage could no longer care about the prestige given to two cosmic civilizations or the indulgence of the Supreme Council.
If you seek my life, I will claim your soul!
