Nothing can withstand Linkle’s flames of righteous anger!

The petite and feisty would-be heroine charged through the woods, heedless of the wind sliding across the apex of her thighs, her anger blocking out all other sensations or concerns. She had cleared the entire rest of the forest out of monsters, now only one corner remained under the dastardly Skull Kid’s domain, and she was gonna grind it out to get her payback.

By the time she reached the disused Fairy Temple, Linkle was worked up enough to lunge for the throat. She burst through the unlocked gates and immediately zeroed in on the orchestrator of her woe, whole turned slowly with intent to gloat.

“Hey! Looks like you already lost so-GAHH!” The Skull Kid’s jeering was cut off by a hail of crossbow bolts as the angry farmgirl nailed him where he floated.

“Nowhere to run now you brat!”

With that impassioned roar, Linkle presses her ****. The ceaseless barrage of rapid-fire and bomb arrows whittled Skull Kid down and kept him flat-footed, borderline-helpless to strike back. It was all he could do to put of a barrier as he panicked and readied to abandon the battlefield altogether.

“Oh no you don’t! You’re going to pay for your trouble, evildoer!” Linkle refused to let the imp get away like this, not after all he had put her through! With her wrath now reaching a fever pitch, something else seemed to ignite as a blinding light filled the keep.

“What-is this my compass!?” Linkle gasped out, rage finally dying down.

“Owowowww-why does this hurt so muuuch!?” Skull Kid wailed.

Abruptly the light winked out, and there Skull Kid floated, his teleportation and shield spells having been nullified.

“Haha, yes! You’re going down!” Linkle crowed triumphantly and launched forward again. Her thrashing of the little imp resumed, battling up and down the temple with ease, until she wrapped it up with one final attack.

“Eat this!” Linkle shouted as she planted a crossbow into the dirt and swung herself around, legs trailing fire that burned bigger, bigger, BIGGER, and charred everyone and everything in the room with her!

“AIIIIEEEE!!!” Skull Kid cried, falling to the ground defeated when the flames finally died down.

Linkle stood in the center of the room panting, surrounded by the burnt bones of the Stalchidren. A flutter brought her attention downwards. Blackened scraps of her cloak way on a small pile of ash. Linkle tsked in frustration as her eyes shifted from that, to the mangled, desiccated state of her boots, to her scorched hairless, bare crotch, to her-WHAT!?!?

“M-my underwear!?” Linkle cried out in dismay, double-taking and noting that, yes, her bra and panties were no longer there, “I can’t believe this. I burned them off!”

Just as she was about to start hyperventilating, a groan cut through her panic as Skull Kid sat up and started patting down the cinders on his own clothes.