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"What sort of magic lays before me? You bare my face.."

His eyes raise--and features are scanned, similarities and differences compared in the span of a few seconds. Ganon had always been taught to hold his tongue until he is certain, after all; And he was certain of one thing, now.

The Goddess played cruel games, to have him meet another of himself.

"Alike," He says, arms crossing over his chest. "But not the same. Dare I ask your name? Or do I already know it, Ganondorf?"