Bahamut nods, sagely. "She is fortunate, in fact; I suspect she might have beaten them, though she would not have fared well, had you not provided such a perpetual distraction to my sister." He smiles, slightly, then moves over next to Sveargith, who leans her head down to nuzzle against him. "You may go, child, if you wish, and enjoy yourself; your trial is over, and you've fared well. Even if you did not succeed on your own, you have shown courage and lived up to your name."