With a toss of his head, the man sent his golden mane sailing in the air, it waved gallantly in the wind, creating an intimidating picture.
"Leave them alone, Gale!" Morgana shouted threateningly.
"Oh? And what are you going to do about it, my dear?" his voice was sickeningly sweet, with a playful sinister teasing edge to it. The two knights were taken aback, how did these two know each other?
"You know him?" Arthur asked after a moment of silence. Morgana shot him an annoying glare that seemed to say 'well obviously, stupid." Slowly, the sorcerer pulled his sword from it's sheath,
"Now," he began, "Which of you should I kill first?" The malicious grin on his face was enough to make Morgana want to hurl. Without another word, he lunged at Arthur, the prince's quick reflexes spared him his life. He drew out his sword and met Gale's blow with a loud clang that echoed through the silent forest. "Good." the sorcerer snickered. "It would have been disappointing if it had been that easy to end your miserable life."
"Why are you doing this?" Arthur demanded.
"Your father killed my parents. He murdered them in cold blood! Now I shall have my revenge by taking the life of his beloved child!"
"Me?"
"No, Arthur. He's going to kill Merlin." Morgana snapped sarcastically. Gale ignored them and continued,
"I have seen the future you will bring this land and I want no part of it. This ends today!" Leon stepped between the two men, blocking Gale's next attack with ease.
"If you want to kill Arthur, you'll have to get through me first." Arthur immediately began to protest, but Leon quickly interpreted him, "Sire, I am a knight of Camelot, it is my sworn duty to protect you."
"So be it." Gale sneered. He raised his hand, and with an enchantment, sent the knight tumbling to the ground. Turning back to Arthur, he smirked villainously, "It's just you and me, Pendragon!" The sound of clashing metal filled the air, accompanied by strained grunts and mocking taunts. With a flick of his blade, Gale managed to knock Arthur's sword from his hands. Before he had a chance to finish off the young prince, he felt a sharpness slashing through the skin on his left arm. He cried out in pain and whirled around to face his attacker; Sir Leon. Gale soon returned the knight to the ground, he raised his weapon, prepared to finish him off. Morgana's mind was filled with images of her nightmare, Leon's death flashed vividly through her memory, she couldn't bear to live through that again. Without a thought as to what she was doing, she snatched Arthur's sword up from the forest floor. Leon stared bravely up at the man who was about to kill him, this is the end, he thought; but it wasn't. His eyes grew wide as a blade pierced through Gale's lower abdomen. The sorcerer fell to his knees, coughing and sputtering. Leon looked behind the dying man to see who had saved him, he nearly gasped as he watched Morgana drop weakly to the ground, letting go of Arthur's sword as she went. He ran to her side, catching her in his arms.
"You saved me." he said softly, his voice full of raw emotion.
"Of course I did. I would never abandon the man I love." she said with a knowing smile. Leon couldn't help but let out a slight laugh at her words.
"Thank you." he choked through grateful tears. Arthur stood awkwardly behind the two, he cleared his throat loudly to alert them of his presence.
"We-uh, we should be getting back to Camelot." The knight and the ward nodded in agreement. Then the trio mounted their horses and began the tiresome journey home.
