"Yes, and had she not done so, help may not have come to her aid," replied Marth. "That's right," Veronica added, "Forthwith, both Ganondorf and heard a voice. 'Get your FILTHY mitts off of that maiden NOW, Ganondorf!' it ordered. 'Who's going to make me, pretty boy?' 'I will!' Ganondorf then moved his left closer. 'Did I stutter? Either you unhand her, or you'll taste my blade!' the voice yelled.