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Book 1, Chapter Seven: The Ascent, Pages 139 and 140

Without waiting for the Servant’s reply,
He smirks, “Excellent.” and jumps down his horse.
Takes from his luggage bow, net and arrow;
Crafts there and then a makeshift net thrower.

The Servant asks, “Why do you need that for?”
Our kynge cheers. “Why, to capture them of course!”
“Ah, but there’s no need—” FWISH! An arrow flies
Aiming true at the oblivious griffins.
They fight the net, then fall into a heap,
Down onto the earth some distance away.