Waking the Sorceress Within (BBC Merlin Story)

Chapter 70: The Diamond of the Day Part Two

A/N: Here it is!

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Amelia's POV

The Battle of Camlann rages on through the night; the heaving mass of bodies, swords and flaming torches crash together in the narrow gorge. Though their army is helped by Aithusa as well as other magic users among the ranks of the Saxons, the Camelot army persists against Morgana and Amelia's army.

Amelia can see Morgana herself offering her magic to help as well, so she does the same. She sends waves of magic out, creating shields as good as she can and does all she can to help fight from a distance. The battle before them is a great one and will not come without difficulty and casualties. It is a shocking sight to see, for never before had there been such a great and terrible war like this one.

Mordred is in the middle of it all, cutting down Camelot Knights as he presses forward. Amelia also worries about Mordred despite knowing he's a capable fighter who's fighting with a sword forged in a Dragon's breath. She panics when she spots too many Camelot Knights surrounding him. She tilts her head upwards, her eyes flashing gold. A white light lights up the area around Mordred, illuminating the area like a flash of lightning. This blast of magic throws the Knights off their feet. Mordred turns and looks up at her. She gives him a nod of acknowledgement and relief.

Aithusa screeches and flies overhead for another attack. She swoops down, everyone ducks and Aithusa breathes fire over them.

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Anne's POV

Anne bursts into the makeshift Infirmary, sweat dripping on her forehead and breathing heavily from her and Merlin's frantic journey to get to the battle in time to save Arthur and to stop Faye's dream and the prophecy from coming true, to the shock of Gwen.

The Queen splutters out, "A–Anne! Where have you been? H–how did you get here?"

"Doesn't matter." Anne cuts her off. In her peripheral vision, she sees Gaius also tending to the wounded, looking rather relieved to see her. "What can I do?"

Gwen closes her mouth and nods, promptly shoving a pile of bandages into Anne's hands and gestures to a corner of the tent where a wounded soldier lies with a bandage wrapped around his leg, which is likely used to be white.

Suddenly, she gets shoved to the side when Sir Lionel falls into the tent. A Saxon promptly follows him, swinging an axe. Sir Lionel blocks his attack, misses one, gets knocked in the stomach with the axe, pushed back and kicked down on a table. The Saxon raises the axe above his head for the kill. Thankfully, Gwen drives a sword through him just in time. Anne gives Sir Lionell a once over and once she is sure he's fine, she heads over to her original intended patient.

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Amelia's POV

The battle continues. By now, most of the less experienced had fallen. Those left are lethal, battle-hardened veterans. Amelia watches as Arthur and the knights fight against wave after wave of Soldiers that Amelia and Morgana send forward. Each wave of Saxons gets bigger and harder to kill. Arthur's men and their resources are surely becoming depleted.

Without warning, a line of Saxons charge towards Arthur; nothing's blocking them. Amelia observes with rapt attention as Arthur raises his sword defensively and starts to swing. But before they can attack, an almighty blast of lightning knocks them backwards. Amelia blinks in confusion. Another group comes at Arthur from his other side, but they are also struck down.

Arthur glances around and looks up at the top of the cliff. Amelia follows his gaze and freezes.

Oh God no.