Egil stood silently for a long time, listening. It was just far too quiet for his liking.<br/><br/>Thinking he had either roasted or scared away whoever had been there, if there had been anything at all and it wasn’t just some illusion created by his dazed state, he turned his attention to the gaping hole through which he’d fallen. His wings were still bound by that damned net, which meant he would have to climb. But from the looks of things the footing was awful. This was proven when he tried to actually climb up, only to slide back down before he could get anywhere.<br/><br/>He stretched, trying to work the remaining kinks out, and then started moving once his eyes adjusted some more. The only way he could go was further down the tunnel. He hoped he could find a way out sooner or later…<br/><br/>When he did, that huntress was going to regret her little ambush.