Yay, we killed Gruul on Mythic. I wish I had more to say about the fight, but there isn’t much to the encounter. Dodge smashes. Dodge trucks. Dodge fire. Dodge raiders turning into stone. The only thing I couldn’t dodge was the crippling wave of depression that washed over me when I realized that Game of Thrones ends this Sunday. I wonder what wacky hi-jinks the crew will get into this week. Maybe Danny will realize the futility of claiming the Iron Throne and take her friends out for some oysters, clams, and cockles.