Merlin looks around at the forest he cannot believe he has conjured. He thinks it's a dream until a sword descends upon his face. He leans back just in time to be able to hear the clang of the sword hitting the rock. A strong hand grabs his arm and pulls him back behind them.
"Get down!" the woman shouts as flames engulf her other hand and she fires it at his assailant.
Merlin grabs the cup he realizes he dropped and ducks behind the rock as more people rush in. Some in red, others in blue: those in blue seem to be targeting him. He jumps upon suddenly seeing eyes flash in front of him. That, and a path into the woods and a glimpse of more people heading their way. And him with a tight hold on the cup.
"More in blue are coming!" Merlin cries out as he races down the path he was shown.
"To the horses!" Merlin hears the woman shielding him shout as he hears blasts behind him.
Merlin shoves away the brush, making sure to keep a tight hold on the cup. Suddenly, the eyes appear again, showing him ducking under a fallen log and sitting tight. A finger in front of lips appears next; the group in red charges past him on horses. Before Merlin can cry out, two get shot in the back by arrows; he clamps his mouth shut and remains still. He hears the names of those who fell, but there is nothing he or their comrades can do; a dozen in blue are chasing them, also on horses. After they go past, Merlin rushes to the fallen to find they were shot in the heart.
"Be at peace." Merlin says as he stands and the bodies sink into the ground and rose bushes grow in their places. "Who…?"
He is shown the fallen log once more and a path can be found when he slides underneath it. He rushes through the trees under the cover of screams. He stops and looks in that direction, but an image of the men and women in red getting slaughtered by those in blue with glowing swords makes him hurl before he can take a step. A canteen in a gloved have can be seen. He grits his teeth and pushes himself off the trees. He sprints when he hears horses. He slides down a bank into a river and wades to the other side. He then hides behind a tree as instructed.
"He couldn't have gone far!" a man growls.
"You're kidding, right?" a woman snaps. "Look around at what he's created! We don't know what he can do!"
"I'm not able to track him anymore." another man adds. "Either he's figured out how to hide himself or he's getting help."
"Mim being involved wouldn't be a shock." the woman states and Merlin grins, recognizing the name.
"If she were involved, she would have made an entrance by now." the first man points out, adamantly.
Merlin grins in response to the one he sees as they gallop away. He peeks out from behind the tree to see their blue uniforms turn green and fade away. He steps out from behind the tree, as instructed, then hears clomping and splashing to his left. The woman who has been sending him visions sits upon the back of a light, grey horse trotting up the river towards him.
"Madam Mim?" Merlin asks as the horse stops next to him.
"I hate fame." she responds, rolling her eyes and extending her hand. "Hop on."
"Thank you!" Merlin exclaims, taking her hand. "My friend and I were searching for you!"
"The one who was killed by the Grail?" Mim asks as he settles in the saddle.
"Yes. We need your help."
"We?" Mim asks as the horse exits the river. "And say hello to Misty before she has an ulcer."
"Hello, Misty." Merlin complies and Misty nods and whinnies. "Wow!"
"Hang on!" Mim laughs right before Misty takes off. "And keep your eyes open!"