"It will help me pilot and follow along with whatever you're doing if you explain."

"I jump out, stun its engines while falling so it can't juke me, and land on its back. I'll link the travel gate inside it. We teleport back to the shrine next to the stable we started at, I get the travel gate on your Sheikah Slate, we go in together."

"I hate teleporting and am indestructible so I'm sort of inclined to just go in the way I came out if that's okay with you."

"Okay. I'll make it calm down once I'm on."

He's organizing his inventory again.

"Let me know when you want the door opened."

Once his eggs are in order, he chows down a skewer of grilled mushrooms and strides to the door. His bow and glider are slung over his back on top of his mace and shield, his swords and wands stowed at his belt, mechanical shortbow on the other hip. He flicks through his Sheikah Slate and stows it as well.

Link waits until they have a few hundred feet of altitude on Medoh. The sky is clearer above. The Divine Beast is banking, trying to evade their vertical shadow, but the winds are abating at this distance.

He knocks on the door. "Now."

The door opens.

Without ceremony, Link hops out.

He drops like a rock. No paraglider yet. He angles his fall towards Vah Medoh, one second, two, the bird tilting away in simulated alarm—

He twists and his bow is there and one two three four arrows are already sailing—

Fire erupts from the turbine in Medoh's lower wing, roaring through the gaps out the other side; metal's rattling and the air is quaking; the bird spins, out of control—

Link chews on another pepper-seasoned mushroom skewer, tracking Vah Medoh's tumble through squinted eyes as he counts one spin, two, slowly, three, and he tosses the stick and draws again.

Right as the great eagle is at the brink of pulling out of its wild roll, turbines finally finding traction, another volley of explosions rips through the other engine.

The last recovering thrusters splutter and howl as Vah Medoh loses what remaining control it has and spirals into an uncontrolled dive.

Link is going to slow down a bit with his paraglider and follow Vah Medoh's descent at a safeish distance.

It takes a while for enough systems to come back online for the Divine Beast to pull out of its tumbling fall. The turbines are still struggling as it stabilizes into a glide. It's lost maybe a quarter of its altitude, and they're below the cloud layer now, the land of Hyrule visible down below.

Is Vah Medoh still doing annoying evasive maneuvers?

No!!!

Then he will land on it.

The top of Vah Medoh does not register objections to this.

Where's Cam?

Cam is in a controlled dive and lands pretty soon after Link does.

It really is you.

I knew that no one else could be this... brutish.

But I suppose it is well that you are here.

Link's mouth is too full of spicy pepper meatballs at this moment to acknowledge the ghost.

"Hi! I neglected to tell you how to dismiss me if you should ever need to do that."

We meet again. I see you found a way to restore a Sheikah Slate, and other things more interesting. Does time slip my grasp again, or has it only been less than a day? Do, please, enlighten me, though I scarcely see how I would know to do it.