In azure heights, where silence doth abide, Link wakes, his right arm scarred by ancient blight; There Rauru waits, the Zonai King and guide, Whose spectral hand doth hold a sovereign might. He grants the powers: Ultrahand to bind The fallen stone, to build a cart or ship, And magic Fuse, where humble arms may find New deadly force upon the blade's sharp tip. To pierce the ceiling with the swift Ascend, And rise aloft where stone did bar the way; To bid the missile’s former path to bend With swift Recall, and triumph o'er the fray. With wisdom gained and tools for noble quest, He leaves the isles, put to the final test.