C,398. Zelda's Will

Please stop...

Save me...

Spare me.. 

I'm sorry...

The cries of desperate women echoed from various rooms into the empty hall. Accompanied by various explicit, disturbing, and lewd sounds. 

 The air was filled with a strong stench of alcohol, smoke, and a combination of various other things. 

 Well, Zelda did not possess a sense of smell so none of that mattered to her. A figure slowly arose from the shadows as she walked down the empty hall.

 Her job was simply to capture as many as she could while eliminating the rest and preventing any possibility of escape. 

She had already taken care of the guards standing by the entrance but unfortunately, they were far too weak and had died from a single hit so she could not capture them. 

 She soon came upon the first occupied room and entered it. Temporarily Turing her body into shadows before turning solid again allows her to walk through any solid surfaces with cracks.