𝔐𝔞𝔷𝔦𝔯𝔬𝔞𝔱𝔥

𝔉𝔦𝔣𝔱𝔶-𝔒𝔫𝔢

"It's over humans." Pasheria says.

"We win." Ilithius says.

"Even as the curse has failed, we won't." Assrack smiles.

"No, you won't." I say.

They look up. A golden beam shoots out. I walk out. I never thought I would become this. I thought I was too condemned. Everything seems to be riding on this. I feel so much better. I feel alive again. I open...

"Merlin! Are those wings?!" Arthur jumps.

"An angel? How did you become an angel?" Assrack asks.

I nod. White wings. Two pairs. A golden halo on my head. I grip a white sword. It glows like the sun and the stars. I rise up. I shoot forward. Assrack charges. I slam my sword into his hard. His sword shatters like glass.

"Impossible!" Assrack yells.

"You just got Merlin'd." I say.

I slam my sword into his chest. Golden cracks appear. It destroys him. Ilithius charges. I flap my wings and the air shoots him down. I shoot down into him. I raise my sword and I slam it down onto his chest. He hisses and turns to ash as I rip it out. 

"You just got Merlin'd." I say.

Pasheria draws back. She shoots out green lightning. I block it with my sword. I push forward. I keep flapping my wings. I keep moving closer and closer. The lightning gets absorbed by the sword. I watch as the lightning disappears in my sword.

"Impossible!" Pasheria yells.

I shoot forward. I bring the sword down on her.