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Me: *hangs her head in shame* I completely suck at fighting scenes… But I did my best!

And by the way! The two get one free thing was a gift! You all are going to use a lot of pitch forks with me around. Especially with the next story I have plan for this!

Enjoy!

The sun had finally disappeared, bringing the knights closer to battle. All who were able to fight were armed to the teeth but they knew that it was hopeless. They witnessed the night before the type of power this sorcerer had in his hands that it reminded them of the time when the soul of Cornelius Sigan was released upon Camelot. Even though they knew that some would never see pass tomorrow they were not going to go down without a fight. They would protect their king and their prince until their last breath. Row upon row of Camelot's finest surrounded the castle main entrance making it impossible for anyone to reach it without going trough them first. In front of them stood Arthur, proudly looking upon his men tonight. He prayed that Emrys could provide the same protection as the night before and took out his sword.

Soon enough, the winds began to pick up and a whirlwind formed at the center of the street carrying the figure of Adair. As he began to walk, he stopped a few feet's before the mighty army and gave into a laugh. This increased the dread that already filled their minds.

"My my, look at this!" He stated gleefully as he gestured with his hand to every soldier and knight. "All of this for me? Why I'm honored!" He gave a mock full bow which made Arthur's blood boil. Raising his sword upwards he yelled at the top of his lungs and everyone followed soon after him crossbows and swords at hand.

Adair smile disappeared as he concentrated his attacks. Within seconds he sent a wave of energy sending the archers flying in all directions. Seconds turned to minutes which turned to hours as the fight continued. Inside the castle Uther couldn't stand it anymore and order his servant to get his armor. He wasn't going to allow this sorcerer to kill more of his men. Amongst the chaos some of the knights watched horrified as their king emerged from the castle, sword at hand, running towards the sorcerer and his son.

As the fight came to an end, countless of bodies were sprawled across the ground. Arthur watched as he saw that some were unconscious and some would never return to their families. He felt his knees hit the floor as Adair started to walk closer. Arthur could only watch in desperation as he didn't seem to be tired at all. Some of the soldiers managed to get close enough to land a graze or two but other than that Adair remained untouched. Somewhere along the fight, he noticed his father along side him cutting the flying projectiles that Adair send their way. But now, his father remained perched right beside him, sword raised and never wavering showing incredible strength. Seeing this, Adair whispered something as he swept the sword right from his father's hand. Closing his eyes in defeat, Arthur tried to stand up to cover his father from any impending blow Adair might plan. Adair just stood a few steps from them, smiling every time as he turned towards the castle muttering the same incantation as the first day.

"I am waiting my Lord!" He shouted into their heads "I have before me the red dragon and his son. Both defenseless against my magic!" As he said this, he raised his hands as if waiting for any objections to the situation.

"Show yourself to me if you wish to prolong the king's life!"

Me: Dun Dun DUUUUN! Oh noes! Uther and Arthur are in trouble! Where the Heck is Merlin?

Merlin: *shouting* I'm coming! I'm coming!

Me: *grining* And to show you that I'm a completely awesome person. I left you all with a shinny cliffie!

Until next time! *looks at story* Actually, wait a few seconds…