In between the old man has left the tower. With much pleasure he watched Arthur and Merlin killing his fire. And then he has seen it. He has expected to see it, but to watch it, hurted him nevertheless with a strange pang in his already dead heart. Merlin used magic! In the presence of the king and queen! As if it was the most normal thing in the world. Watching that Arthur tolerates Merlin's magic, has whiped up his hatred of Merlin and Arthur even more. It was exactly what he always wanted. To use his magic. But since Kara's dead, there is only one thing left, he wants: Arthur's dead. But for that he must first get rid of Merlin. He grins. As he looks around, he passes the smoky streets of the lower town, he passes the human chains. For an old man he walks fast. And he gets faster as he watches the gate of Camelot.
As he passes the gate he turns back for a last time. With satisfaction he sees the columns of smoke over Camelot. He smiles evil and as he raises his hands again, break up the clouds. The wind dies down. And the sun comes back. He smiles again, before he calls Merlin in his mind. "Merlin, how do you like my show?"
Merlin, who walks by his king's side, stops. He looks up to Arthur who also stops. Both are in the courtyard on their way down towards the lower town to talk with Sir Leon. Merlin closes his eyes to answer. "Mordred. So that's your business." The answer is an malicious laughter. "Why Mordred? What have all the people of Camelot done to you? If you want revenge, then fight with me!" "Merlin, how boring would be that. Where is the fun? No, I want to see you suffer. I want to see you breaking by despair. The despair to have everything done in your powers and knowing that you have failed. I want to see how lonely you are. You have saved your king and kingdom once, you won't make it for a second time. And I'll make sure that you're going to watch the kingdom breaking down. Then you'll beg me to kill you." Another nasty laughter follows his words. "Come on Merlin, I want to see you fighting the fire. You know, that you have to. Only you can stop it, before the whole lower town is in fire. Only a rain called with magic can stop the fire. Come on Merlin, I'm waiting!" Then there is silence in Merlin's head. One more time Merlin tries to call Mordred, but in vain. Mordred doesn't answer anymore. Merlin opens his eyes and looks into his king's ones.
"Merlin, is he right? Can only you stop the fire?" Merlin sighs. "I guess it." Arthur shakes his head. " "What are his intensions by that?" Merlin shrugs. "Maybe, he wants me to reveal myself to the people of Camelot." Arthur shakes his head again. "No! You can use your magic to defend Camelot. But I don't know whether the people of Camelot accept you by my side after that." He looks in direction of the lower town. "Let us see, what is going on there. Maybe Sir Leon found a way to stop that fire." Merlin nods. Together with his king he passes the courtyard towards the lower town.
As both arrive at Sir Leon, they are horrified. A large part of the city is in flames. With the courage of despair the people try to stop the fire jumping from one house to another. But it is hopelessly. Sir Leon stands in the middle of a street and coordinates the firefighting. As he recognises Arthur, he walks towards him. His hair is full of ash, his face is full of soots. "My Lord, we can't stop the fire. Unless a miracle happens the entire lower city will burn down. We already started with evacuations, but the people won't leave their belongings. They try to save as much as possible. In vain." Arthur looks around and Sir Leon adds. "It is jinxed! The fire appears to be immune to our water. Whenever we have killed a fire, it burnes up again a short time later." He shakes his head. "Moreover, there is the shortage of water. We can not go on for much longer." Arthur nods and turns towards Merlin, who looks horrified at the burning lower town. Sir Leon has turned back towards his human chains and gives new instructions.