Forward March

Everything felt so wrong. It felt like they were going backwards. Arthur looked behind him for a moment. They had gone backwards. The were so near the part that they had ran down to start the fighting.

They had to gain ground or otherwise they would be stuck in a corner and slaughtered.

"On me!" He shouted as loud as he possible could.

A number of Camelot's cloak surrounded him and they tried to push forwards. It would be a plan that would work but the Esstirian side had gained more and Arthur was so close to call a retreat.

Then an invisible barrier came between them and pushed the other side back. Arthur just stood and stared as they were pushed back.

"Come on. I won't be able to keep this up for long." Morgana said as she ran pasted him.

He only saw the gold of her eyes and her outstretched hand. Arthur followed her and engaged with the first person that came at him. They were going to win this. They had the skill to win.

Somehow he had some new found strength. Maybe it was hope. But he carried on and they seemed to keep pushing them back. It was like they saw it as well. They saw that the Camelot side was the stronger side.

Arthur carried on fighting, slicing down man after man. He had no idea who was fighting alongside him but they worked well as a team. Him using his sword while the man beside him used magic.

Maybe deep down inside, he always knew that magic just was. Maybe he did see that it was a gift. His mind flashback to when he was part of the patrol that slaughtered the druid camp. They hadn't harmed anybody but they were deemed as needed to be rid of. He could still hear the screams of the dying. He couldn't turn back the clock and change what had happened. But he swore to every god and goddess out there, that it would never be able to happen again, not while he was alive.

He didn't know how he felt but all he knew was that something bad had happened. His whole abdomen felt like it was on fire. He was trying to piece together what had happened. He remembered escaping from the Esstir side but he had no idea where he was now. He felt around him and managed to get a fist full of a blanket.

"Gwen, he's awake." He heard someone shout. The voice seemed familiar but he just could place who it was.

Gorlois made himself open his eyes when someone grabbed his hand. He wanted to know who it was.

"Hi." Anne said when he turned to her.

He didn't move or say anything. He felt frozen. The last person he had expected to see by his bedside was her.

"I am sorry." She told him when he hadn't said anything.

Gorlois stared at her. He didn't want to but he remembered everything in the forest but then couldn't get over about how beautiful she was.

"Let's have a quick look Gorlois." Gwen said as she pulled on the blanket. "Thank the goddess that it wasn't too deep." She checked the bandages to make sure that nothing was showing through before kissing his forehead.

She left them without another word and all Gorlois wanted to do was wrap her up into a hug. It must have been hard on her to be here while Arthur was out there.

He tried to shift the pillows behind him so that he could sit up more comfortably. Anne didn't make any attempt to help him and he didn't make any attempt to left go of her hand. It did hurt more to sit up than it did to lie down but he felt better for sitting up.

"What now?" He asked.

"I am on your side. My parent's were captured by Lot. They were used against me to gain information. They were kidnapped only a month before you arrived. That was the reason I didn't want to leave. It was also the reason I didn't want to talk to you. It is the reason I didn't want to fall for you. We may not know each other but you are an exception person Gorlois."

He pulled on her hand slightly to get her close to him.

"We can find out a lot about each other as we go along."

Gorlois struggled to lean forward but Anne could read what he was going to do, so made up the distance for him.

Gwen chewed on the skin around her thumb. The sound of the swords outside the tent didn't help her worry. They sounded too close for comfort and she knew that if they had the chance. They would kill everyone in there.

She spun around as Gilli tapped her on the shoulder.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."

"No I was just thinking that the fighting seemed closer than it should be."

"We will be okay. I have been informed that Arthur has pushed them back so we need to be more on the move and treating people as we come to them. All the people already here can stay here."

"We treat them then send them back to here."

"I think that's the plan." Gilli said.

Shouts came from the other side of the tent and Gilli ran forward, throwing up his hand to blast back the soldiers.

"Everyone out."

There were gunts, groans and screams as people died.

They had gained a lot of ground and by a lot, Merlin could see only part of the valley that they were in.

They had been pushed back into the forest and Esstir were still trying to push forward.

He knew that they had more men than they did. It was probably the only reason that they had dropped back in the first place.

He had admitted that he thought that the majority of the fighting would take place at Camlann but the further they moved away from it, the less like he thought that Mordred would kill Arthur. He tried not to fall into a sense of false security but he felt better to be out of there.

The trees started to thin out and Merlin knew it was time to add something else to the fight.

He threw back his head and shouted. "Aithusa, Custos, Ας τους δείξουμε τι μπορούμε να κάνουμε.*"

*Aithusa, Custos, let's show them what we can do.