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Merlin, on the other hand, had managed to get out. It turned out the place's cells were guarded worse than Camelot's. That, and his magic was always handy. He searched for the sword as Ella had told him to, but he swore to escape with Ella safe and sound next to him. She had so much goodness in her heart, and therefore he couldn't just leave her, even if she pleaded. He searched the murky corridors, wary of everyone he passed, but they didn't seem the brightest of people. He had come to that since he had been able to just walk past them, not even getting any suspicious stares.
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"Then show me your powers, girl," the man said, an amused smile on his face as Ella stood in front of him. She was ready for anything and he knew it. She could waltz out of the place so easily but she was still there, and that intrigued him.
"Why would I?" Ella asked, "If anything, we're equal. You're neither above me or below me."
Out of nowhere, the man grabbed her face. Ella's eyes flashed orange and the man's rings on his hand glowed bright red. He cried out in pain and let go of her, she rose again and tilted her head, looking at him. The man smiled as he waved his hand to try and get rid of the pain. "You certainly do know how to practise magic."
"I am not your puppet!" Ella exclaimed, enraged, "Nor will I ever be."
The man smiled again. "We shall see." He made a gesture, and Ella could hear the men coming behind her. Her eyes flashed orange and the men flew backwards.
"I hope I have entertained you, but I'm afraid I won't any longer." She turned to leave, and the man made a gesture.
Ella then found herself to be pointed at by at least a hundred swords or other sharp edged weapons. She stopped, but her eyes flashed orange again and all the swords flew up into the ceiling. All of them looked stunned, baffled about what had just happened. "I trust I won't be threatened again." She said, turning to the man before walking out.
"Get her!" The man angrily commanded, and everyone ran out of the hall, trying to pursue Ella.
However, she was angry and therefore her powers were stronger than they'd ever been. She had never felt full on anger before, but there was a first time for everything. She could hear the yelling and shouting of the people coming nearer, but she didn't care. She could kill them all in a heartbeat, but chose to spare their lives. Her priority was to make sure Merlin was safe, as well as the sword, and perhaps getting herself out alive. Aside from that and her morals, she cared for nothing. Nothing at all, because at that moment, nothing else was more important to her. "You can't outrun us!" The man's voice shouted, almost amplified, but it was because Ella had honed in on him especially. She turned around. "You know I can," she said, and a part of the floor suddenly rose, creating a stone and mud barrier between her and her pursuers.
