Giselle couldn't help but chuckle as both Seth and David look a bit worried at each other at how the events had turned all of a sudden.  This could be a problem if what they were seeing, or rather not, was any indication of what was happening to their dad.  Shadows suddenly had a whole new meaning as they walked up the hallway together, Giselle leading the way with a broad smile on her face, except she knew that their dad wasn't out of the fight just yet as they stopped at the entrance to the chamber.  Drizzt meanwhile laughed heartily, having not expected such a tactic, but he again had had a plan to counter something else entirely from the half elf, but it would work here quite well in any event.<em>"I must admit that I was not expecting this at all, but you must not think very highly of me if you do not think I wasn't prepared for something like this Tyger.  Shadows are only so good if they have darkness to cling to.  While I cannot move, try telling that to her.  Guenhwyvar, now!"</em><br/><br/>His lavender eyes as the mist of his mystical panther figurine is seen to shine brightly right before six hundred pounds of black panther muscle attempts to crash into Tyger's back.  Even if she misses her first strike, which was highly unlikely giving her own shadow like nature, able to literally become one with the darkness, Guen was more than your average hunting cat.  She was a being of the Astral Plane, a beautiful star covered land that she called home, and thus while she had a limited time on this realm of existence, a total of six hours for every other day, she couldn't technically die on this one.  Enough damage would banish her back, as would spells that dispelled such effects, but otherwise she was far tougher and much more agile than any panther had a right to be as her body moved with utter perfection and grace as she soared towards the warrior.  She wouldn't kill him, but distraction would help here, or so Drizzt was hoping anyway.