Mordred watched as Merlin slowly woke up. Once the older man's eyes were fully opened, he just turned his head and looked past Mordred. The Druid turned to see what he was looking at but saw nothing.
He looked back at Merlin, who stared straight at him for a second, before falling back into unconsciousness.
The knight watched as the wounds, Merlin had received from trying to move the rocks, slowly begin to fade.
Sometime later, Merlin woke up again, fully healed.
Merlin sat up and rubbed his forehead as he looked around. They were in the center of the Crystal Cave. He then looked at Mordred hopefully to confirm his thoughts.
Mordred only nodded.
To make sure, Merlin got on his knees, cupped his hands to his mouth and muttered a spell. He slowly opened his hands to release a small blue butterfly.
He grinned with joy as he stood up. He quickly turned serious and focused on the crystals, trying to figure what Morgana was planning. He watched as an army marched toward where Arthur had set up camp. It was a trap. He had to warn Arthur. He quickly located the king and warned him of what was happening.
"We need to get to Arthur," Merlin stated.
He and Mordred then made their way out the Crystal Cave.
Once the two newly reformed sorcerers were outside, Merlin called for Kilgharrah.
"You're a Dragonlord?" Mordred asked, surprised.
"Did I forget to mention that?" Merlin asked in return.
Mordred nodded. "Yeah, I think you did."
Just then a roar came from the sky. The two looked up and saw the Great Dragon heading for them.
When the dragon landed, he bowed his head in respect for the last Dragonlord.
"Arthur's life is in danger, and the future Albion is at stake. I need you to take us to Camlann," Merlin ordered.
"How many times must I tell you? I am not a horse," Kilgharrah stated.
"If you do not take us, we will not get to Arthur in time. Morgana will kill him," Merlin argued.
"I will not take to the Druid boy," Kilgharrah said firmly.
"Why not?" Mordred asked.
"Arthur is destined to die at your hand," the ancient dragon answered.
"I was born to protect the Once and Future King and Emrys. I have no intention of killing or harming Arthur," Mordred said.
"There are many different futures, Kilgharrah," Merlin pointed out. "Mordred killing Arthur was one of them, but not this one. Fate was changed when Arthur repealed the ban on magic. I need his help to save him."
The dragon sighed as he lowered his head. "Very well."
Arthur and many other knights slashed and stabbed the enemy. They knew that they were losing, but continued to fight on. A knight of Camelot never gave up.
Just as another wave of Saxon soldiers came at them, there was a roar in the sky. Everyone stopped fighting and looked up. There was a dragon in the sky and it was heading for them.
"On me," Arthur yelled, assuming that Morgana had another dragon.
All the knights that stood, ran toward Arthur and got in formation.
The king looked up at the dragon and could have sworn he saw two familiar faces riding it.
The dragon set a group of enemy soldiers on fire before landing in front of Arthur and the knights. This caused every other enemy still standing to run.
"What the hell?" Arthur shouted, looking at the dragon.
"We meet at last Arthur Pendragon," the dragon said as it lowered it's head.
Two men then proceeded to jump off of the dragon's neck.
The young king looked at the two men, in complete surprise. "Merlin! Mordred!"
"Arthur," the two sorcerers said in unison.
Arthur sheathed his sword and walked over the two. "Where the hell did you get a dragon?"
"I'm a Dragonlord," Merlin stated. "And this is Kilgharrah, the Great Dragon."
"I thought I killed him," Arthur said looking confused.
"Do you really think such a petty weapon can harm me?" Kilgharrah asked.
"Yes?" Arthur replied in the form of a question.
Merlin and Mordred both had to bite back the urge to laugh at their king.
"And he calls me the idiot," Merlin said.
Arthur then proceeded to slap his servant upside the head.
Merlin acted as if he hadn't registered the abuse and turned his attention to the dragon. "Thank you for getting us here."
"I am glad to be of service, young warlock. My presence has only delayed what is to come. Morgana will attack again soon, so be prepared. You must protect Arthur at all costs," Kilgharrah warned as he bowed his head at Merlin.
"That's what I've been doing for the past ten years and will continue to do so as long as there is breath in my body," Merlin promised.
"Farewell Dragonlord," the ancient dragon said, before he took off into the night sky.
Everyone watched as the dragon disappeared into the night sky. When he was out of sight, Merlin turned to Arthur.
"Get everyone remaining out of here. We need to regroup before Morgana attacks again," Merlin said.
"You don't order me around. I'm the king," Arthur stated.
"Arthur, I am being dead serious when I say that you need to get everyone out of here, now," Merlin said as he looked Arthur in the eyes to prove that he was serious.
Arthur turned and faced his knights. "You heard him. Everyone back to camp, now."
As the knights and soldiers retreated back to camp, Arthur looked Merlin and Mordred. "Were you successful?"
"If you mean almost dying, then only to be brought back by having my magic restored, yes," Merlin said with a smile.
The king then looked at the younger man of the three.
"I didn't go through what he went through, but my magic was restored as well, Sire," Mordred answered.