Turning to the First Spear, Gilda had to admit that Fillius hadn’t lost his edge. The tinge of jealousy she experienced earlier had come back, but muted as she felt relief that she had griffins that were competent enough that in the case she made a mistake, it wasn’t going to kill them all. Rolling up the parchment once more, and handing it to him, she asked, “Alright, First Spear. What do we have?” 