“I am far from an-” His eyes widened, and he hurriedly raised his glaive above his head to block an overhead strike by the griffon. He had forgotten how fast she was. She whipped the spear up, drew it back, and stabbed it forward. The human had to dodge to the side, leaving his midsection open. She tapped his chest lightly, and he stood there, gawking down at the spear tip hovering a centimetre from his mail.