Giselle knew there was no stopping this fight, and despite her misgivings let him go when the three hours were up, although she followed him just as she said she would.  Unknowingly to them, Seth and David had also followed, although they were at least trying to be stealthy about it, but Giselle knew that someone back there since few could hope to sneak up on her.  She figured it was a common thief or something of the sort and paid them no mind, too worried for Tyger's continued existence although she doubted her dad would kill him out of hand to protect her.  No, he had taken too much of a shine too fast to entertain such thoughts she felt, even so it didn't help to relieve her anxiety since he was the most skilled warrior there had ever been, and past experiences of fighting him had taught her that many times.  She'd come close, but had never actually succeeded in toppling him for skill when it came to the double scimitar style, with or without the magical bracers that increased her speed to near godlike levels.  Seth had those now to help with his spell casting, making any hand signs and commands all the easier to deliver for quite devastating effect.  For now, opening the simple wooden door to the former Hands of Glory hideout, a clan of lethal ninja like thieves that had been working for both Luvia Bloodmire and a red dragon, which in turn had been working for the Zhenterim, the Harpers worst enemy, Giselle turned to Tyger, worry in her brown eyes.  "Don't underestimate him Tyger just because he's over nine hundred years old almost.  He's just as fast and deadly as he's ever been, faster even.  He's able to fight blind far better than me.  Just....be careful, please."  She hugged him tightly, minutely shaking but she hid it well before breaking away, wondering if this would be the last time she'd see him in one piece.<br/><br/>Drizzt on the other hand silently observed their reactions from down the hallway that led off from the main entrance, his hands resting easily on two scimitar blades, that while not his old ones that he had handed off to Giselle when she was ready for them, were no less dangerous in their own right in his more than capable hands.  He was perfectly relaxed and at ease, having no intention to kill the man that had so clearly stolen his daughter's heart as surely as the thieves here had stolen innocent people to be sold back as ransom, until adventurers like himself had put an end to them quite effectively.  That's how he knew this place existed to begin with since he had blasted through here with a couple of friends he had made along the way.  That was another tale however, from another time, and thus had no bearing on the present....unless the traps in the gauntlet were still operating, in which case it might just make the difference later if they fought all the way down to the other floors.  A slow smile found his face at the thought, but this was to be an honorable duel, but he couldn't help but find the amusing image of the man dodging arrows and fireballs out of his head.  Calming himself and pushing the image aside, Drizzt nodded once to Tyger, indicating he was ready whenever he was, but he didn't draw his blades as he usually did, in a fluid blur of barely seen motion, but rather took his time since there was no rush at the moment.<em>"Come at me with everything you have Tyger.  You shall need to before this is over."</em>