After epically stepping out of the Crystal Cave, Merlin rushed over to his horse and tried to mount. It was always harder when he was using the aging spell.
Merlin paused, breathing heavily. Once he got on, then he'd have to ride like the wind to get to the battle before it was over. If only there was a faster way to get thereā¦
He couldn't use Kilgharrah; he was getting too old to be reliable enough for even that short distance. But a memory from Merlin's first day in Camelot came to mind.
Recalling a spell, Merlin teleported instantly.
