He had long since figured out the purpose of the chain, and had in fact anticipated this tactic as Drizzt ran forward, simply letting his sword go as his free blade was flipped to his now empty hand in a spin to the left.  Catching it deftly in his now empty hand, the dark elf ranger grins from ear to ear as he finishes the spin, aiming for Tyger's head, knowing he'd either need to move or lose a couple inches off the top considering how close they were to each other in the narrow hallway.  Of course, he wasn't without his tricks.  "Cyclonus!  Roar!"  The blade trapped in Tyger's chain glows a bright green before a tornado force wind rips through the hallway before the sword appears back in the ranger's free hand.  Slipping away in the confusion of his magically enchanted weapon, the ranger slips into shadows darker than most could hope to be able to see in, planning to use his people's natural proficiency in such arts to up the stakes a bit.  The hall ended in a rectangular chamber, with several stone and wooden pillars scattered about, as well as old busted up crates and other storage units that had seen far better days.  All in all, it was a maze that one could easily get lost in.