A/N: Written to go with the next prompt as an explanation of sorts :)
Morgana swung the sword as Morgause chanted, freeing the dragon and sealing the fate of her recently-acquired castle.
The beast let out a thunderous roar, rearing back and releasing a gout of flame that reduced both witches to ashes before they even knew what was happening.
Camelot and her remaining citizens burned for many days until the ancient creature's wrath was satisfied.
Revenge complete and city in flaming ruin, he left to find his sole remaining kin; mind reaching out ahead as his wings beat freely in the open sky.
…
A hermit looked up, hearing a voice that had been silent for decades.
"Kilgharrah? What miracle is this?"
"Balinor, I have news for you."