“I can’t take that risk. If this is the last changeling, besides you, then we need to make sure it’s safe.” My hands were tightly wound around the staff. I wasn’t sure I would have to use it, or if it would hold in a fight, who knew what weaponry the griffins could have, or if they needed them. If my memory served, griffins had eagle talons, and from their shadows they seemed to be fairly large. It didn’t help that I couldn’t tell how many there were. I could handle myself in a fight against maybe two or three, but if there were more... Well, it was no use in wasting time thinking about it.