[There's a brief glimmer in the darkness, a molten gold in Merlin's eyes that fades before one can be sure that they actually saw it. But then there's the feeling of something else in the darkness, something made of Mist and shadows. It's shaped like a dog, even if it doesn't entirely move like one. It growls like one though.]
Heel.
[It curls like smoke before it reappears, where it peeks from behind Merlin's legs. Leave it up to him to conjure the creepiest pet imaginable.]
Are you convinced that I can take care of myself now? Or do I need to take your sword and set something on fire?
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[There's a brief glimmer in the darkness, a molten gold in Merlin's eyes that fades before one can be sure that they actually saw it. But then there's the feeling of something else in the darkness, something made of Mist and shadows. It's shaped like a dog, even if it doesn't entirely move like one. It growls like one though.]
Heel.
[It curls like smoke before it reappears, where it peeks from behind Merlin's legs. Leave it up to him to conjure the creepiest pet imaginable.]
Are you convinced that I can take care of myself now? Or do I need to take your sword and set something on fire?