Unfortunately, there was already trouble, for the two iron men and the Tasmanian devil were flung out of Garrett's traps.
Elsewhere, the Griffin was leading Ruber, Siegfried and two more of his men through the forest, but not very well.
"You've been weading in circles for hours." complained Siegfried.
"Where did you drop the sword?" demanded Ruber.
The Griffin took out a monocle and placed it on his eye, looked up and said. "It all looks so different from down here."
Ruber growled in frustration as he grabbed the monocle and tossed it away.
Just then, Bladebeak waddled down, clucking frantically as he fell into the mud.
"You! Where are they?" asked Ruber.
"Oh...uh...the girl and...uh...uh...the blind warrior are following a silver-winged falcon, a duck and a rabbit, who knows where Excalibur is." reported Bladebeak.
"They're gonna beat us to the sword." said Siegfried.
"Well, not if Ruber has anything to say about it." sneered Ruber. "Let's keep going, men!"
Meanwhile, the knights returned to Camelot, empty-handed while the others were busy repairing the tower.
Inside the royal chambers, Merlin was placing Arthur's wounded arm on a sling.
"Merlin, is there any news?" asked the king. "Have the knights found Excalibur?"
"I'm afraid not." sighed Merlin.
"Then I'll go after it myself." said Arthur as he got up, only to fall into Merlin's arms.
"You have to regain your strength." he said.
"Is there anything your magic can do?" asked Arthur.
"You must rely on the courage of your people." Merlin would say.