"I suppose whipping them back into line is important." Pix acknowledged, though she looked no less grumpy about her abrupt awakening. Following Giblet alongside her brothers and sisters, she pondered with a frown what had become of the Blues. Their revival magic made them easily the most valuable of the minions, capable of making even a single brown an endlessly reusable meat shield. If they and their hive had been stolen from the castle, then some actual whipping might be in order.