Link gently presses the cloth against the wound. If Sora hadn't known healing magic, what might have happened?

Out of the corner of his eyes he sees the shadow appear again, lying across the backrest of the couch.

He would have died and you would have become a slayer of men.

Link pinches at his nose and shakes his head, feeling the thin blade of his concentration start to snap. Throughout the room, he watches the light bending as if it were moving through a dark prism.

What would have happened if he didn't know healing magic?

What DID happen?

Can you say? Would you?

What happened?

The question seems to come from all around him and he sneers at the shadow only to watch it vanish. When the light of the lanterns in the room shimmer and return to normal he realizes that the question hadn't come from inside his head, but from the silver haired man. What happened?

"An accident."

He opens his mouth to say more but the words never come.