“You are a fool, old fart.” Handy noticed several of the griffons visibly stiffen. “I will win this duel and then I will rule.” He stormed out of the room, shoving Handy aside. He was surprised at the strength in the puny griffon. He had to summon all of his will not to bring his hammer down on the bastard’s skull, consequences be damned. Handy looked in as the griffons began speaking to one another as Joachim moved closer to his father’s side.