Phantom Hollow His eyes upon your face

Desperate would perhaps be a strong word to describe the intensity of Damien's desire to reclaim blackfeather woods; but he was definitely determined to do so. That, though, didn't mean that he would do just anything to achieve it. He had, indeed, risked a lot in his first attempt, but in his defense at the time at which he made the call to try it he had been sure there were enough guaranties that it felt safe to do so. He had been wrong.

The gain that he would have gotten from it, however, was still very much the same, and it was Damien's goal to claim it.

But those things would not be the topic of his discussion with Ganondorf, for as much as he was itching to drive it in that direction. Damien looked up and down at him, assessing his impressive bearings as he decided that he was willing to give the young male a chance to earn his permission to join his true family again. He too was glad that his nephew had found him. But fist, some explanations were in order.

What is it that she told you? he demanded. He hadn't really had a chance to discuss with Maegi what had transpired, nor did he know what went on inside her head. Maybe he could gather some valuable information from their common relative.