Magic had created that hall of mirrors, Drizzt knew, and for a specific purpose.
"Move quickly," the drow said even as he started off.
He dipped and darted his way through the maze, trying to find side aisles that would reflect him in a confusing manner to any sentries. He had to hope that any guards who might be posted to watch over the hall were, like the one in the previous tunnel, less than alert.
No alarm horns had blown and no roars had come at him from afar. That was a good sign at least, he had to believe.
Around one sharp bend, the drow pulled up short, and Innovindil, leading Sunset right behind him, nearly knocked him forward onto his face.
Still Drizzt managed to hold back, absorbing the energy of the bump and skittering to the side instead of forward, for he did not want to take another step, did not want to step out onto the open, twenty-foot border of the eastern end of the cavern. That border was a river, and though it was iced over, Drizzt could clearly see the water rushing below the frozen surface.
Across the way and down to his left, the drow spotted another tunnel.
He motioned for Innovindil to carefully follow, then inched down the bank, stopping directly across from the exit tunnel. Up above him, he saw a large rope dangling - high enough for a giant to reach, perhaps, so that it might swing across.
He heard Sunset clip-clopping back away from him and turned to see Innovindil astride the pegasus, angling to line him up for a straight run to the exit tunnel. With a grin, Drizzt sprinted back to her and clambered up behind her, and the elf wasted no time in putting Sunset into a quick run and a short leap, wings going out and beating hard. With grace more akin to a deer than a horse, Sunset alighted across the frozen river in the tunnel and Innovindil quickly pulled him up to a stop.
Drizzt was down in a flash, Innovindil following.
"Do you think they know we're here?" the moon elf asked.
"Does it matter?"
Now the corridors became more conventional, wide, high, and winding, maze-like, with many turns and side passages. The enormity of Shining White surprised Drizzt, and the enormity of their task became more than a little daunting.
"Guenhwyvar will smell Sunrise out," he said as he pulled out the figurine.
"More likely to smell your blood, I suspect," came an answer from a voice that was not Innovindil's, that was far too deep and resonant to belong to an elf.
Drizzt turned slowly, as did his companion, and Sunset pawed the stone.
A pair of frost giants stood calmly some twenty feet or so behind them, one with hands on her hips, the other holding a massive hammer in his right hand patting it onto his left.
"You bring a second pegasus for Dame Gerti," the female remarked. "She will be pleased - perhaps enough so to allow you a quick death."
Drizzt nodded and said, "Aye, we have come to please Gerti, of course. That is our greatest desire."
He slapped Sunset on the rump as he finished, and Innovindil went up astride the pegasus even as it leaped away.
Drizzt turned to follow, took a few steps, then, hearing the giants charging in behind, he cut a quick turn and charged at them, howling with fury.
"Drizzt!" Innovindil shouted, and he knew by her tone that she had concluded that he meant to engage the behemoths.
Nothing could have been farther from his thoughts.
He rushed at the one holding the hammer, and as it started to swing at him he cut to the right, toward the second giant.
The first was too clever to continue its attack - an attack that likely would have struck its companion. But as the female behemoth reached for Drizzt he turned anyway again, back toward the first, his feet, their speed enhanced by magical anklets, moving in a blur. He dived into a roll, turning sidelong as he went so that he came up short and cut back to his right, which sent him rushing right between the giants. Both of them lurched in to grab at him, and the female might have had him, except that the pair knocked heads halfway down.
Both grunted and straightened, and Drizzt ran free.
Barely ten strides down the next corridor, though, the drow heard the shouts of more giants, and he had to turn into yet another perpendicular corridor so that he didn't