It had been a long time since Merlin had been there. He looked to the deep cave under the city, where no one knew its existence. When Merlin had arrived to California years and years ago and found the place, he had never guessed that someday there was city above. New Camelot. Destiny was an odd thing.
Now was not the time to remember old times.
Kilgharrah whispered and Merlin looked at the dragon's sleeping shape deep in the shadows.
"I know old friend, I know." Merlin sighed and headed to the place where was five old ancient runes etched in the stone. One of the runes was active and glowed in gold. Merlin hesitated.
You have to do this, they are powerful enemies. You have to destroy them.
Kilgharrah reminded him. Merlin touched one of the runes.
"I was just thinking which one of these I should awake."
Kilgharrah didn't say anything.
"Kilgharrah. You felt it too, didn't you? Her power. Once again, a new reincarnation. And this timeā¦" Merlin stirred. It was odd mixture of thrill and fear. It had been so long that there had been so much of magic near of him.
Yes. The time is near. They are all here. Now. In this time. Now, hurry, young one.
"Young? I'm not young anymore Kilgharrah."
To me, you always will be.
Merlin laughed. It was good to know that there was someone older than him. He moved his hand to the other rune.
"This one."
He looked the rune.
It meant water.
