Garrot rolls his eyes at another roadblock from the Protector. What a piece of shit! So he starts to unravel the paper ball he's been holding onto for the past few minutes. At the same time, he listens. He wasn't paying the most attention to Fen (or anyone, really) when he showed up, but of course it's a monster. Hands pat around at Garrot's pockets for a moment before he sighs and just... tightly balls his hands up into fists. The puncture wounds on his palms start to bleed again, and after a moment he's using his own blood as an inkwell.

Haha, what the fuck, Garrot?

A minute of gruesome scribbling later, he holds the piece of paper up to Xaljim, a stern look on his face. The paper contains the animals for each of the Knights he knows to be alive.

Dragon
Pig
Dog
Ox
Rabbit

"Show me who I can trust." Every fiber in his being refuses to let the Protector win. If he thought the Wizard was bad...