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As Arthur hoped to feel the familiar magic somewhere around him protecting him and his father, he was met with silence and an eerie feeling along his spine. Closing his eyes he hung his head, overpowered by the disappointment towards Emrys. He had promised that he would protect Camelot as a whole but he guessed that the events from the night before were too much for him. He refused to think he lied to him. Something in his magic was familiar and soothing, it was fierce and loyal. Arthur raised his head towards his father to give him a sorrowful look. He had failed to protect his king and his father. He had failed in his duty. Uther saw this and gave him a look of understanding and melancholy. He was unable to protect his only son and his heart broke at the thought of it. He failed to protect his wife and he failed to protect his son. A couple of minutes passed before they heard Adair exclaimed in his normal voice.

"It appears that Lord Emrys has decided to abandon his precious king." His voice was condescending and gleeful. Finally he was going to be able to avenge his camp. Finally he was going to put a stop to the countless murders that this monster has ordered. He turned back to the Pendragon's as he gave them a slight shrug.

"Shame. I had hoped to kill you along with him Uther Pendragon, but if he refuses to show himself, then…" As he said this, his eyes began to shine gold as he raised his hand towards Uther. Seeing what was about to happen, Arthur managed to scrap a few ounces of his strength to stand up. Uther tried to stop him but his aged body was completely exhausted after a fight like the one before.

"No!" As he said this, he started running towards Adair, who seeing Arthur's desperate attempt to save his father just rolled his eyes at him. Turning his stretched hands towards his sword he whispered.

"Troi at rhwd!" Arthur stopped as his sword began to crumble and wither with rust and age. Soon, the only thing that was left was the hilt of the sword.

"Your weapons are no match for my magic young prince. I would've thought that was apparent by now." Arthur could only stare at him with wrath and indignation as he stood proudly between his father and Adair. If he was going to die then he would gladly do so for his father.

"I will not stand by and watch as you killed my father!" He stated forcefully, his voice echoing in the streets. Hearing this, Adair's temper became erratic once again. How dare he protect the man who had murdered hundreds of innocents? But seeing his determination in his eyes he knew that he would never be able of striking Uther without him in the way. He promised Emrys to spare the young prince but his insubordination and his refusal to relent was too much.

"Nor will I as you kill more of my kin!" As he said this, he raised his hand towards them once again, this time not sparing Arthurs body and began to chant. Seeing his eyes shine once again, Arthur felt his energy leave him as he fell to his knees. He felt his father's hand on his shoulder as he supported each other upward. Giving each other a brief glance they saw the sorrowful and dejected look on their faces as they met their end. Turning back towards Adair, the closed their eyes at the same time.

"Tanau o Avalon, galwaf i ti fwrw eich barn ar-" Before he could continue, they heard a voice call out from the shadows, resonating of power.

"Gwthio grym!" At this, both Pendragon's open their eyes to see Adair's body fly through the air and collide with the stone wall of the castle.

"Who did that?" Arthur turned were the voice came from as he saw a dark figure emerging from the shadows. He wore a navy cloak with intricate patterns which he never seen before, a hand was grasped firmly upon a staff. Arthur notice that the jewel at the end was glowing slightly as it pulsated with power. His other hand was stretched forward were Adair used to be as Arthur's eyes fell to his face. The hood cover almost every inch of it and the darkness in the court yard hid almost every feature except one. Below the hood he could see his eyes glowing a mystifying shade of gold. As he lowered his hand and he began to walk towards them Arthur could feel the familiar magic coming from the man. Arthur shook away from his fathers' embrace and took a step forward at the figure and all he could think was one name.

"Emrys…"

Me: Ok, I might be going a bit overboard with Arthur but… Oh who cares! I like him! *clings*

For those who want to know the spells!:

Troi at rhwd : Turn to rust

Tanau o Avalon, galwaf i ti fwrw eich barn ar- : Fires of Avalon, I call to thee to cast your judgment upon-

Gwthio grym! : Crushing force

Until next time!