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Merlin's magic swirled around him as Richard fell to the ground, his body limp. Eyes glowing gold in fury Merlin looked to the sorcerer who had cast the deadly spell. The man's eyes widened in fear at the look in the warlocks eyes. Merlin's eyes flashed gold and the man went flying back, his head hitting a tree with a sickening crack. He then turned to the rest of the attacking group.

About twenty men were attacking, five or six of them were using magic. Out of the corner of his eye Merlin saw a spear flying towards Elyan, he quickly froze it before sending it into the heart of the man who had thrown it. Percival was currently fighting off two men and when a third came up behind him Merlin sent him flying. When Percival finished the other two he sent a nod of thanks to Merlin, he didn't bother acknowledge him.

"Scildan!" Merlin hollered, throwing his arm out toward Richard as a bandit tried to finish him off, He then flung his arm out to the bandit "Forbærne! Ácwele!" the warlock chanted, sending a ball of flame at the man.

A flash of his eyes had the rest of the attackers freezing in place, one 6 were still alive, the knights having taken care of the rest. One of the still mobile sorcerers shouted in the old religion and a ball of flame hurtled toward Merlin, Merlin lifted his hand and batted it away as if it were a fly. The sorcerer stared at him in wonder and horror.

"Wha-" he asked, frozen in his fear as Merlin approached him, a terrifying expression on his face.

"Tell my dear Uncle that I have returned." He said, glaring down at the man, raising his voice so everyone could hear. "Tell him that Merlin Ambrosius has returned and that if he values his life he will leave this kingdom and never return. That applies to all of you, I will show you mercy today but if I ever see any of you again, you will not walk away." He finished darkly, releasing the men from his spell. The second the sorcerer felt the enchantment lift he scrambled to his feet before fleeing into the woods, not daring to look behind him, the others quickly followed suit. When the last man disappeared Merlin turned around and ran to Richards side.

"Sire," Thomas began "That was-"

But Merlin didn't hear him, he was too busy assessing Richard. The older Knight's breaths were short and ragged, Merlin knew he might have a broken rib from the fall but the spell was the most worrying thing. The spell itself wasn't meant to kill instantly, but to cause the victim pain as they died. Merlin knew that the spell had been meant for him and if Richard hadn't put himself in front of Merlin it would be him lying on the ground right now. Richard's face was contorted in pain as the spell took effect. Merlin held his hand over the knights forehead and muttered a quick healing spell, his eyes flashing gold once more. It wouldn't be enough to save him, Merlin knew, but it would keep the spell at bay long enough for him to do what was needed.

Richard POV

Pain, agonizing, indescribable, unending, pain. That was all there was, he couldn't think, couldn't see, and couldn't hear. The pain coursing through every inch of his body was the only thing. He felt like he was floating and the only thought that reached him was that he was grateful to have saved his young king from this. He wondered briefly if this was what serket stings were like. No, he decided, this was worse, much much worse. Suddenly the pain eased slightly as a golden warmth filled him. He heard voices around him but they seemed far away. The pain once again overwhelmed him and there was nothing else. Just the pain.

Merlin POV

After casting the spell Merlin quickly turned towards Owen.

"Help me pick him up." He commanded, and the worried knight immediately moved forward to do so. Between the two of them the managed to lift the older knight onto Merlin's horse, the warlock quickly mounting the horse. The others quickly mounted their own horses and Thomas tied Richard's reigns to his saddle. Merlin took off at an agonizingly slow pace so as not to jostle the knight and went into the woods, confused mutters sounded behind him but he ignored them.

"Sire," Thomas said, worry lining his voice, Merlin didn't bother fusing at him for the title "we need to get out of here, they may come back with reinforcements." Merlin shook his head.

"Don't worry, they won't." he said darkly.

"How do you know?" Leon asked, worry and confusion filling his voice.

"Because," Merlin said simply "They have a message to deliver." No one said anything else as they continued on into the woods. Merlin finally halted the horses as they came to a large clearing.

"Wait here," he said, sliding off his horse and gently pulling Richard off, Owen moved to dismount to help the king but Merlin shook his head "I've got it." he said simply, Owen looked doubtful but obeyed anyway. Merlin cast a quick enchantment and Richard floated in the air behind him, following him as he walked into the ignored the amazed look on the faces of the others. Lying Richard down gently on the edge of the clearing Merlin looked to the sky and roared in dragon tongue.

"O drakon, e male so ftengometta tesd'hup'anankes!"The rest of the group stepped back slightly at the guttural noise and the overwhelming power in it. A few minutes later there was a the sound of giant wings flapping and Kilgharrah appeared, his golden hide glinting is the sun. Leon watched in horror and quickly drew his sword, he was the only one though, everyone else was staring at the beast in awe.

"Kilgharrah," Merlin greeted, as the Great Dragon landed, the Knights of Aria's jaws dropped open, it would have been quite an amusing sight if the situation wasn't so dire. "I need your help."

"So I gathered," the dragon said dryly, seeing Merlin's expression Kilgharrah turned serious "What is it you need Young Warlock?"

Merlin pointed to Richard, who was lying on the grass between the two. "I need you to heal him, I can't I don't know a healing spell powerful enough." The dragon looked at the knight wearily.

"I do not know if it is wise to heal him Merlin." The dragon answered wearily.

"Why not?" Merlin asked sharply, his voice dangerous. Kilgharrah's eyes filled with sadness.

"Because young warlock, many more will die in this war before it is over, you cannot save everyone, you need to learn to accept that. If that means that he," the Great Dragon said, nodding his large head to the prone knight "dies, then that may be the price."

"You think I don't know that?!" Merlin roared angrily, surprising everyone, even Kilgharrah "You think I don't know that people will die in this war? You think I don't know that I can't save everyone?" tears were now streaming down the dragon lords face "You think I have not lost loved ones already because of this stupid destiny?! I lost Will, my father, and Freya! Do not DARE tell me that I have not lost loved ones, do not dare insiuate that I don't know that I can't save everyone. You're right though, I can't save everyone, but I can try my hardest. Starting with him, because I will not lose him, not now, not like this, he will see Aria again. I will not allow him to die when I just got him back!" Merlin was breathing heavily when he was finished with his rant, face still streaming with tears. Kilgharrah looked at him sadly but turned to the knight before him, and loosed a breath on him. The magic took effect immediately as the older knights face cleared and the tension left his body. Merlin looked at the Great Dragon. "thank you." he said, his voice hoarse, Kilgharrah simply bowed his head to the young dragon lord before taking off, his giant wings lifting him off the ground and beating Merlin down with the wind they created. A groan from in front of him had Merlin look away from the disappearing dragon and drop to his knees beside his knight.

"Sire?" Richard asked weakly, Merlin's face broke into a large grin.