Hamish's eyes widened in surprise: of all the things he thought he might encounter on this forray, a sphinx was not one of them. At the creature's appearance, Oona moved to cower between his legs emitting a low whine. The wizard took a swig of his flask to steel his own nerves. Highly intelligent and highly lethal, a sphinx was the last thing an idiot wished to encounter—something the profoundly stupid had in common with the highly intelligent. He looked to his companions.
— set by the long-lost bex —