Gilda simply nodded and they let her pass. Past the barricade the humans had built, she dashed towards the battlements, squawking a clear signal for the griffin guards posted nearby before she took off from a crenel, flapping her wings as the cold night air took her towards the darkening skies. She climbed a few levels up, meeting at least two patrolling griffins before she reached the seventh level, high enough that she could float almost lazily just by keeping her wings spread as she enjoyed the view of the city. 