𝔐𝔞𝔷𝔦𝔯𝔬𝔞𝔱𝔥

𝔖𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔫

We charge. I ignite my spells. This is bad. No one understands how deadly this staff is. It could destroy them all. I throw them down. Jack disappears. Arthur slams his sword into one of the knights, knocking him out. Now normally Prince Average wouldn't be a threat, but he has the staff. A staff that put a curse on the world 5,000 years ago.

I grab another spell, but my head. I turn. The staff is calling to me. I can hear it screaming to me. It wants me back, and I'm debating on if I want it back. In my distraction, a guard slams his fist into me. I get thrown back. I slam into Arthur.

"Merlin? Are you distracted??" Arthur looks at me.

"No, no, no. Sorry." I say.

I take out another spell. I shoot it at the big men guarding the staff. It hits. I see the staff glowing red as lightening sparks from it. Oh boy. That's not good. I see Hans moving too closer. I run to him. The staff shoots out lightening. I push Hans out of the way. I slam into the ground.

"Woo. Thanks Merlin." Hans helps me up.

"We need to get them away from the staff." I say.

"Right. Oi? You hear that Jack." Hans turns.

"You got it monsieur." I hear Jack say.