His wild hair whipped across his face, causing the welshman to internally curse himself for not cutting it. How long would it take to shave and cut off his hair? Not long, but he didn’t bother. He didn’t even think about it until moments like this one. He had almost made it to the center of the dome, when the pheonix saw his approach and flew down to avoid the professor. Gritting his teeth, griffith leaped down off of the high chain ceiling and landed on top of the phoenix, swiftly getting a rope about its neck and forcing it’s head downward to guide it’s flight to the ground. The stone wall blocked the view from that point on, making what happened next anyone’s guess.
Assuming anyone had even been watching.
“Evil isn’t the real threat to the world. Stupid is just as destructive as Evil, maybe more so, and it’s a hell of a lot more common. What we really need is a crusade against Stupid. That might actually make a difference.”