At this point, the swooshing voice of feathered wings became audible and the shape of a gryphon appeared above the trees. Varenx descended in a nose dive, a few moments later he was standing between the rebels and the wolf. He kept his wings spread and measured up the situation. A second later he turned to the wolf and hissed in anger, "YOU! I knew it had to be you behind this!" His wings seemed like they were burning, faint flames became visible around them. His gaze met the wound on the shoulder. "Hmph, did one of these injure you?" - he asked, referring to the overlord's creatures.