Cinders and dragons

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Kilgarrah: Mordretta does not own Merlin.

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Mordred POV

I watch the burning furniture, imagining Merlin on the pile too. For a second, I think I actually see him, but it disappears into a pile of cinders. My mind must be playing tricks on me. Suddenly, a wave of power engulfs my body from the inside. I have an extreme urge to... "Come dragon!" I roar. After a couple of seconds, a large dragon with gold eyes swoops down from the sky. "Greetings, Mordred, the next dragonlord. I see you have found how to call me". It's voice is deep and gravelly. I stare in shock. I have just summoned the great dragon. The dragon takes in my open mouth and surprised expression. "Well," it mutters "If you need my help, just call for me." It flies off, it's huge wings flapping.

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