вЂњIs this truly what you wanted, Morgana?вЂќ the sorcerer asked. Weakly she lifted her hand to him in supplication. In deep unreasoning panic she screamed, вЂњEmrys!вЂќ as the old man tossed her aside with another bolt of power. The old sorcerer was there, and as Morgana tried to get to her feet she seemed to be terrified of him. As he fell to his knees he saw both Morgana and Mordred thrown backward through the air by an invisible power. Then he felt an intense, burning pain in his side where the sword had struck. Why does she not kill me with magic, wondered Arthur. Morgana looked at him with loathing and hate, her voice cold and mocking as she sneered, вЂњGoodbye, dear brother.вЂќ In the next moment she had thrust her sword into him. As Arthur raised his sword, Mordred spoke in a strange tongue and Arthur felt his weapon fly from his grip. Not that his personal feelings would stop him from cutting them both down in defense of his kingdom and his people. He had cared for Mordred as if he was a son, just as he had once cared for Morgana as a friend and sister. He was shocked, hurt more by the boyвЂ™s betrayal even than by MorganaвЂ™s treachery. That was when King Arthur came face to face with Morgana, Mordred at her side. As the battle raged on the Camelot warriors fought with renewed courage, pushing the enemy forces back. He rallied his men and led a charge to rout the disoriented Saxon army. Regardless of why the old man chose to help them, Arthur was not one to miss pressing an advantage in combat. The king had no chance to wonder at this new ally. The Saxons, once confident in their greater numbers and with MorganaвЂ™s sorcery to give them further advantage, began to weaken in their attack. Where Morgana had found such a monster, let alone compelled it to attack at her will, was another indication of her growing power вЂ“ yet when the old man spoke the dragon immediately ceased its assault on the Camelot forces and flapped away, as vulnerable to his magic as the soldiers. The old man turned his attention to the creature, speaking in a commanding tone. Hearing a wailing screech, he looked up to see MorganaвЂ™s dragon return to ravage his soldiers. As he watched, the sorcerer used his magic to fell more enemy soldiers with a display more spectacular than anything Arthur had witnessed before. To ArthurвЂ™s surprise above the valley stood the old sorcerer the one whose actions nearly caused Gwen to be executed and then had escaped his own death sentence, the one who had killed ArthurвЂ™s father. He searched to find what had defeated his foes. Nothing remained around him but a ring of dead Saxon soldiers. He turned to strike the enemies behind him only to see them also swept away as if by an invisible force. Certain this would be his last stand, he swung his sword to take as many Saxons with him as he could but his blade whistled through empty air when they were thrown backward. Memories came to him of the battle at the White Mountains вЂ“ MorganaвЂ™s forces overpowering them by sheer numbers, a dozen armed men coming at him. He could not remember a combat wound ever leaving him this weak. There was an intense, crushing pain in his chest. Stats: Published: Completed: Words: 77602 Chapters: 14/14 Comments: 98 Kudos: 551 Bookmarks: 145 Hits: 15906ДЄrthur felt like he was climbing up out of a dark pit, not sure if he would be able to reach the light at the top.

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