"My name's Link. But there's another me here or something."

He doesn't know a whole lot about swords, but it does look pretty old. The fire catches him by surprise, and he takes a step back, before putting his sword away and drawing his bow. He can get some of the arrows back after he shoots, and he needs target practice, anyway. If need be he can switch back to the Master Sword.

Just don't mind the fact that the arrows in his quiver seem to be glistening with frost.

He steps forward, heading further down the path.