Merlin hummed as he flicked through his magic book. The spells seamed to lift from the page and float around Merlin. The young warlock was happy. He would be free of the voices once more! Everything would return to normal once Morgana was killed. Of course the voices still plagued him throughout the day, of course they did. But Merlin was no longer upset by them. He just ignored them and pushed them aside, not caring to listen as Kilgarrah had advised.

Ah ha!

Merlin read the spell again and tried to learn it.

"Here goes nothing." Merlin uttered the spell quietly and his eyes flashed gold. He just hoped his spell had worked. There was no way of telling at the present.

Merliinnn.

I'm coming. Merlin said to Kilgarrah. He was ready. He slammed his book back in the gap in the floor and slid the piece of wood back over it. He rushed out, not even stopping to put on his jacket as he rushed out the door in a flurry.

"Where are you off to now, Merlin?" Gaius shouted as Merlin whisked past him.

"To finally get my life back!" The raven screeched from down the hall.

Let us be leaving.

"Where is she anyway?"

The forest of Asitir.

Let's go then.

The journey was a painful one. Every step brought Merlin closer to winning his life back and yet, at the same time, every step brought Merlin even closer to being a murderer. The sky got darker and darker as he proceeded further into the forest, the Great Dragon circling up ahead, so he decided to utter one of his most useful spells.

"Liot." He uttered. A ball of light appeared in his hand and Merlin kept it there. Soon it was so dark that Merlin couldn't see his feet on the ground.

I see the witch. Stop! She is right infront of you.

Merlin snapped his hand and the light disappeared from his fingers. He crouched behind what he supposed what was a bush and watched as the spell he had cast earlier took effect. Morgana suddenly became viable, thanks to the spell. Well, her outline at least.

What do I do now? Merlin hissed at the dragon above him.

I would confront her.

Hmph. Great. Now he had to confront her. Perfect.

He strang from the bush he was hiding behind and he heard Morgana gasp.

"Who's there?" Morgana asked, menecingly. Merlin saw her outline spinning around franticly.

"It is me, Morgana." Morgana immediatley spun to face Merlin, which Merlin thought was amazing seeing as she could not see him.

"Ah. I was expecting you, Merlin."

"Call off the spell, Morgana."

"Hmm... let me just think about that... NO!" She raised what Merlin could guess was a dagger by the way she was holding it.

Be ready. Merlin called to the dragon.

"Why should I? With you driven insane by voices in your tiny little head, Arthur will be completely broken, so will many of his knights and Gwen and Gaius. Many will be effected by your madness. It's better than you being dead."

"Maybe you'll change your mind."

"Nothing you can do or say can convinse me."

"Maybe not. But I'm not the only one here."

On que, the dragon swooped down, illuminating Morgana's terrified face and her dagger with fire as he scorched the trees to create space to land.

"Withdraw, Morgana." Merlin said, threateningly. She stepped back looking around franticly for a place to run to. "Withdraw!" The dragon roared. Morgana dropped her dagger and ran into the forest.

"After her!" Merlin yelled. The dragon lowered his head and the young warlock ran up it, ready to fly to catch the witch. As they flew, Kilgarrah illuminated their path with fire. Morgana occasionaly threw spells at them. Not one caught either of the two.

"Please!" She yelled as she ran. "Please! I'll call off the attacks! Just please don't hurt me!"

The witch cannot be trusted. We should just kill her.

"I want to trust her. Let's see what she has to say."