The Hunter becomes the hunted.

Arad stood there, staring at Jack and Lydia, "What are you doing?"

Jack looked at him blankly for a moment, "Aella went to bait the griffon. So it comes here, and so she can save you."

Arad lifted one hand, "Hank only killed one. Its mate should come at night, he said." With that realization, "Aella is about to face a pissed-off griffon. I need to get to her." Arad turned around without thinking.

"Hold up. Will go with you." Lydia grabbed him.

Arad looked back. He can't let Lydia see him transform. "You two stay here, do whatever you were doing earlier." He then stared at Jack, "You know what I mean, I count on."

Jack smiled, "Got it, Chief. Shout if you need us to charge in." He grabbed Lydia, "Let him go."

"You were against sending Aella alone a moment ago, and now you turn around." Lydia stared at him.

"My take never changed. Cheif can be alone, and we cannot." He pointed back at the trap, "We follow the plan and kill the griffon here."