"However the men are not standing so well against them." Continued Agravaine.
Tomos did not speak. After a few moments of Agravaine looking annoyed, Brynn confused and Percival flabbergasted, Tomos spoke.
"Let them be."
"What?" sputtered Agravaine.
"Let. Them. Be." Enunciated Tomos.
Agravaine was astonished.
"What do you mean by it?" said Agravaine, anger rising in his voice.
"They are no longer my concern, you idiotic prat." Answered Tomos with an air of annoyance.
"How dare you… how dare you.." said Agravaine, still sputtering.
He drew his sword.
"Wow. You would think by now your steel cannot touch me while I still have magic." Snorted Tomos derisively.
Agravaine rushed at the warlock, too angry to think straight.
"Care to help Brynn?" smiled Tomos mischievously.
"With pleasure." Responded Brynn, returning Tomos' smile.
They shouted the same spell. Agravaine was unable to move his legs. Brynn and Tomos laughed.
"Still think your silly knife can stop us?" smirked Tomos.
"Yes."
Tomos had forgotten the spell he had used to protect Agravaine's men. Brynn and Tomos' legs were frozen. Tomos looked at Brynn with embarrassment. Agravaine was no longer immobile.
"Forgot about that." Said Tomos, flustered.
Brynn spoke the counter curse. They were freed. But as they were feeling their legs, Agravaine charged at Brynn. Tomos cried out and got in Agravaine's way. The sword went through Tomos' middle.
"Nooo!"
Brynn ran to her injured friend and caught him as he sunk down. Percival stood there, paralyzed with several different emotions at what he had just witnessed. Agravaine, enraged, went to get Brynn now she was distracted. Percival reacted.
"Do not touch them!" the knight bellowed.
Agravaine grunted as Percival's blade pierced Agravaine's heart. He crumpled to the ground. Percival, ignoring the dying traitor, rushed over to Brynn and kneeled next to her fallen friend.
"Brynn, I.."
"I know. Do not say anything. You are weak and talking drains an injured person." Said Brynn gently.
"Friend." Smiled Tomos.
"I can heal.."
"No. I do...not… not… deserve.."
Percival put a shaking hand on Brynn's shoulder. He was still apprehensive after watching her do magic.
"Everyone deserves a second chance." Said Percival.
Tomos smiled.
"Take care of her."
But before he could say more, before anyone could stop it, he died. Brynn howled with pain. Percival removed his hand, caught between grief, fear and respect for them both.
"My fault, all m-m-y fault…I used that spell, made him… made him .. weak… my fault!" she sobbed.
Percival was uncomfortable. He wanted to help, but so much was going on. The whole experience was hard to absorb. The knight for the first time in a while was at a complete loss.