"I shall never forgive this, Emrys," Mordred said with a hard, cold stare, "and I shall never forget." Merlin watched worriedly as the young druid boy walked away from the two knights he had just speared.

"Obliviate!" Merlin yelled. The spell hit the boy and he swayed back and forth, collapsing to the ground.

Merlin walked over as he began to stir. He watched as Mordred slowly sat up and opened his eyes, looking around at the scene before him.

Still disoriented, he caught sight of Merlin and blinked. "Emrys!" he exclaimed, glancing confusedly at the dead knights. "What happened?"