The Lone Arrival!

Diana led the way, turning into a streak of golden light, though she deliberately slowed her pace.

Link followed unhurriedly behind her, as composed as a tourist out sightseeing.

With a single thought, the enormous vortex he had created with Super Breath, enough to confound modern meteorology, rapidly dissipated in defiance of the laws of nature.

Hundreds of billions of tons of displaced seawater thundered back in, yet failed to raise so much as a ripple. Within mere seconds, the sea returned to an eerie calm.

The golden barrier enveloping Themyscira stabilized as well. The cracks caused by the energy overload slowly closed under the influence of divine power.

But along Diana's flight path, the barrier parted of its own accord, like the sea before Moses, opening a narrow passage just wide enough for one person.

This was the queen's tacit permission—and a silent warning.

This passage opens for you alone.

Link paid it no mind. He calmly passed through the magical barrier radiating a sacred aura and followed Diana, slowly descending toward the land of myth that had remained hidden from the real world for thousands of years.

When his feet gently touched Themyscira's beach, its sand as white and fine as powdered pearls, Link felt a flicker of genuine admiration for the first time.

An indescribably rich, almost overwhelming vitality washed over him.

The air here was more than fresh. It seemed alive. With every breath, he could feel pure life energy nourishing every cell in his body.

The distant forests were a vibrant emerald green unlike anything seen elsewhere on Earth. White temples in the style of Ancient Greece stood half-hidden among the mountains beyond, solemn and sacred.

This was more than an island cut off from the world.

It was a small, independent world—a magical divine