"Running Out" (Rose)

"Can I get some water over here?" I shout to anyone who will listen, focusing on an oozing gash.

"I'll try to find some," Gwen volunteers. She searches the supplies and goes to Gaius, "We've no clean water left."

"I know," the physician recognizes, "But it's too dangerous to go out there."

Gwen immediately heads for the door. "What are you doing!" I call after her.

"Gwen, don't!" Gaius exclaims. She's far more impetuous than one might think. A pang of worry explodes in my chest. I hope that she doesn't get herself killed.

I rush to my mentor's side, "We're running out of everything."

"Well, she's working on the water," Gaius says exasperated.

"I mean everything, Gaius," I retort, "Not just water- bandages, time, faith- all of it."

"We must keep firm," he directs, "That way we will maintain our courage."

"You're right," I nod, "Time to be brave." Now, I am also running out- the door, that is. Not blindly, however, I'm going to make sure Gwen returns untouched.

"Young lady," Gaius scolds, "Don't you da-" But that's all I catch as the door slams behind me.

I sprint in the direction of the well to see Gwen and Arthur moving inside and Merlin stopping in his tracks, staring up at the sky. I rush to his side as he enchants a spear and it plunges towards the dragon. The glowing blue weapon bounces off the creature, completely ineffectual.

"Do not imagine that your petty magic can harm me!" the dragon scorns.

"You are cruel!" I scream as he veers away.

"Why are you doing this?!" Merlin cries, "You're killing innocent people!" The beast only flies on its way.

I grab his hand, "We must get indoors. I think Arthur may be injured, and we need all the help we can get."

He yields without a question, and we run to safety.

"No Good" (Merlin)

Once inside, Gaius spots us at once, "Are you hurt?"
"There's nothing I can do!" I proclaim helplessly. I look to the side of us, and we move over leaning in to speak quieter, "My magic is no good. It doesn't work."

"Dragons aren't monsters. They're creatures of wonder and magic," he rebukes. "You must realize that they're immune to your powers."

I exhale sharply, and Rose is astonished, "So what now?! If he cannot stop him, I certainly can't, and we cannot remain here without proper defense like sitting ducks."

"First thing's first," Gaius calms us, "We must take care. There's to be an assembly tomorrow. We'll decide what to do then." We both succumb to his plan and get to work.