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what it used to be.

I could tell you stories...

This is Tristan,

the son of Tristan and Isolde,

the bravest of our clan.

Your father

was a brave and skillful knight.

You look like your mother.

I hope only to honor them.

It's over.

And of course

Avlynn Pendragon.

I know. I almost killed her.

The road is long and dark.

You bring me the children of knights,

Galahad.

That's all that's left, Merlin.

While you slept,

the world was on fire.

I've kept Avlynn safe,

as a member of our family

since Arthur left her to me,

raising her as my own

with Lysanor.

And I rescued Tristan

as he was...

All right, talk amongst yourselves.

- as he was a knight

without a kingdom.

We've lived as a family

with Avlynn as our hope.

Only now does the day

grow dire enough

that I dare bring her out

to reclaim what is hers.

She's not ready.

That's what you're for.

Hmm.

Avlynn.

Thank you, Avlynn,

for bringing me back

into the world.

I hope the blood of the Pendragon

flows deep within your veins

for all our sakes.

Avlynn.

I'd like you to wear this

for luck.

It belonged to my father,

given to him by your father.

I don't believe in luck.

I believe in destiny.

What you seek from me, Lysanor,

is destined never to be.

What is it I seek?

After all these years,

can you even say the words?

What are you so afraid of, Avlynn?

Caring for anyone

or caring for me?

Afraid?

You think to know me,

you arrogant fool.

Lay a hand on me again

and you shall lose it.

Understood.

The princess appears

to be warming to you.

Unfortunately, I'm a man

who enjoys a challenge.

In this case

the challenge is equivalent

to you beating your head

against a stone wall

in hopes

that it will go through.

I have a very thick skull.

On that point we can agree.

Come on. Come on.

It's the dragon soldier...

part man, part beast.

Long since we've stood

on the field of battle, warlock,

but this certain coming

of darkness

is something I've not seen

in an age.

How does the Arcadian

command such a foe?

Questions questions.

He must have unleashed

the secrets of the book.

The book?

The devil's work.

We must ride.

Where is she?

If I know Avlynn...

Shall we get going then?

This forest is becoming stuffy.

Where did you find this?

Beyond Astolat Road,

far enough, but closing in.

But who could have felled

my enchanted beast?

Only a divine spirit or...

Merlin.

Double the patrols.

Send more troops to the outlying lands.

Close the noose before they reach

what they must already seek.

We need to travel farther than that.

And I don't just mean distance.

You know some faster way

to conjure us to Camelot, magician?

Tristan.

Do not curse the wild man,

not unless you intend to kill him.

Avlynn:
So what is this book

you speak of, Master Merlin?

It's an ancient text.

It's called the Book of Beasts.

It's a bestiary

carved out of the skin

of the world's last dragon,

entrusted me by my master Blaze.

He was one of the original wizards.

Centuries ago

an entire army of young warriors

much like yourselves

set out to do battle,

capture the most ferocious creatures

plaguing the land.

The book was a way

of containing the monsters.

You speak as if you've experience

with this wicked work.

How is it the Arcadian has come

to possess this Book of Beasts?

It was stolen from me

many moons ago

by the hands of Morgan le Fay,

that witch.

At the battle of Camlann,

helping Arthur recover

to Avalon...

Avalon?

to recover from his wounds

and never to return here...

that was the last

I saw of the book.

Galahad:
Then we must reclaim it.

Merlin:
Old Galahad

always rushing in.

Mere mortals

cannot touch the book,

lest it imprison your spirit.

The Arcadian has found a way

of releasing the beasts

from their bindings.

We must destroy this weapon.

But how do we do that, Merlin?

While it was in my possession,

I tried everything in my power

to destroy it.

So we are to barrel headlong

towards a weapon of dark magic

so powerful

we've no idea what to do with it,

should we ever be able

to get our hands on it.

What doesn't kill you

makes a good story.

What does kill you

makes you legend.

What was that?

Avlynn:
What?

Good night.

How can he sleep at a time like this?

We're at war, Lysanor.

We sleep when we can.

I'll take the first watch.

What did you see, Merlin?

The future.

Thrice slain.

Thrice slain.

Is he all right?

Knowing the future

could be useful to us right now.

The future is fragile.

The slightest event in time

could alter time for all time.

If I tell you what we face

is insurmountable,

it only makes you fear.

If I tell you what we face

could be easily overcome,

conceit may cause you to fail.

I only wish there were still hope.

Sometimes

when you don't know

what you're capable of,

you find you're able

to do the most remarkable things.

You speak of faith?

Yes.

When a person believes,

it's the most powerful weapon.

Sometimes you only think

you have to keep yourself together

to keep the world

from tearing itself apart.

I've come to relieve your watch,

Your Highness.

I'm not a queen yet, Lysanor.

Best you not be saying such things

out in the open.

Of course.

Sleep soundly,

knowing that I'll be vigilant...

Lysanor?

Lysanor.

Lysanor.

Don't touch.

What did you do to him?

I don't know

what happened to him.

- Galahad:
Lysanor.

- What is this?

- What did you do to him?

- I didn't do anything.

Tristan:
He's possessed.

No, he's infected.

With devil's nightshade,

I shouldn't wonder.

Galahad:
Do something

to save my boy.

Stay back.

You're killing him.

My special herbs

should take away the poison.

They should?

Thank you, Merlin.

Can you hear me, son?

Father, that was

a unique experience.

Looked like good fun

up until the time you tried

to kill us with your fangs.

The Arcadian's magic

is spreading.

The book is unleashing

its force on the world,

transforming it into something

more to its liking.

Avlynn:
The night itself

is turning against us.

Best we not rest.

The sooner we arrive in Camelot

and retrieve the Book of Beasts,

the better.

Avlynn,

thank you.

But think before you leap,

Princess.

You're much too important

to get yourself killed

coming to my rescue.

Lysanor, you are absolutely right.

Let's ride.

Galahad:
There might be hope

for us yet.

Merlin:
I have my doubts.

So does she.

Galahad:
Camelot.

Merlin:
That's not Camelot.

That's an abomination.

And we will take it back.

The walls are high.

The doors are drawn.

And the Arcadian has enlisted

the help of mercenary troops

to garrison the keep.

Not to mention

the dark power of the book.

How are we going

to storm the castle

when we're only five

against hundreds?

We won't.

Galahad:
I remember when you were

at Camelot, Merlin,

you had a fascination with...

Tunnels,

long and deep tunnels.

Come on.

I'm through.

Galahad:
Still here.

Most things under the ground

have a way of surviving.

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