Sitting around the campfire, the Round Table and Freya were in deep conversation.
"So what is the plan for tomorrow?" asked Leon.
"Merlin, what does the rest of your gifts do?" asked Arthur, looking at the warlock.
"My staff can resurrect the dead for 24 hours, my ring can take away another's power and my cloak, makes me more powerful" said Merlin.
"And what does Morgana think of you?" asked Gwaine.
"She believes me to be dead" smirked Merlin.
"Does your cloak have a hood?" asked Lancelot.
Merlin raised his hand to the back of his neck and made his cloak grow a hood.
"It does now" smirked Merlin and he covered his head with it. It completely covered his face.
"Good now, here's the plan" smirked Lancelot and he leaned forward, as did everyone else.
The next day, on the morning of the battle, Merlin and Arthur walked onto the battle. The army followed behind.
Gwen, Freya and Gaius stayed behind with the other healer.
Morgana lead her army from the other side.
"Well, well brother, long time no see, and who have you got to help, another sorcerer?" sneered Morgana.
"Another, what do you mean?" asked Arthur. This was part of the plan.
"Didn't you know, your precious Merlin, he's dead by the way, was an all powerful sorcerer" smiled Morgana.
"Really, I did not know that. Do you have anything to say?" Arthur said to Morgana and the question to Merlin.
"Yeah, Morgana if you wish to kill someone, make sure you do it properly" Merlin took of his hood and slammed his staff into the ground, creating an earthquake.