He's dropped his sword and claymore, leaving him only with a shield, a spear with a harpoon fused on top of it, and his bow and as many arrows as he could scrounge together. It's too risky to spill blood in close melee. And it frees up room in his bag for anything else they need to grab.

Link is dressed similarly. Not for the first time, he longs for his old supplies; this time for dazzlefruit and sapphires, and the rubber armor he used to wear in Hyrule. It'd still carry Blight on it, but at least it was waterproof.

To Zelda, he nods sternly. The mission ahead is clear.