Link's lips twitched. He was not amused. "Oh shut up already." He turned his head down, trying to figure out how to get out. Iron boots? No, not heavy enough. Maybe he could spit in his eye. Utterly frustrated, he struggled with all his might, grunting with the effort as his muscles were pushed to the limit. He felt the hold on him move, but not enough. He relaxed, then pushed again. It was difficult when his arms and legs were pinned together, and he felt like he was going to explode from the effort.<br/><br/>After several tries, Link had exhausted himself, and he let his head flop down weakly, moaning from the pain. Yet he continued. Link was not going to let this stupid son of a bitch get the better of him.