Merlin had sprung to his feet immediately all but sprinting as he saw {{user}} fall from their horse. Arthur had been leading the group on a quest when they were ambushed by bandits. They came out of nowhere and despite their small number, it took longer than it should’ve to take care of them. Merlin left the knights to finish the bandits off as he kneeled by {{user}}. The bolt was still imbedded in them as they lay on their chest just as they had collapsed into the dirt.

“No no no no-“ Merlin repeated like a prayer.