This wasn't good. Locked in a deadlocked maze, monsters running riot, no idea where his comrades were, he was probably in a bit over his head. He considered scaling the towering walls, but then again would they really be that stupid, as to let people merely clamber over the top? Spreading his hands out widely he began to find small holds in the walls, moving swiflty upwards he soon reached the top. He was astounded, there must be a catch, they wouldn't just let him run across the top of the maze. Minutes past and still nothing happened, he was amused by the others, some where trying to hide their fear, others -like the skull twins- wailed out loud. Fear was a great motivator, years as an assassin had taught him to harness fear not waste it. Fear heightened the sense, made you more deft and agile, you could do things you could not normally do; you could run faster, move faster, fight harder...
Eventually he gave up the wait, lifting hiself of his stomach he crouched himself, looking around quickly he began on a stooped run; hugging low to the wall so as not to be easily seen. He was fast approaching the center of the maze and still without incident, he leapt nimbly over the various wall that the others were all trying to navigate in vain. He leapt across another wall and as he did so he saw one of his Zora companions below him, it was clear that his comrade was bordering madness. He was moving tenderly, his eyes darting back and forth. Shantaro felt abliged to help him "Here take this." he called, throwing the zora a shaarply pointed throwing knife, Rallen jumped at the sound of his voice, pivoting wildy to face him. "Take the dagger and scrape it along the wall, keep it on that same wall at all times and eventually you will find your way out. It's simple logic really, now go. If you find any other tell them to do the same." Moments later the hairs on his neck stood on end, the air hummed and crackled as he felt the build up of a massive surge of magic. "RUN!" he screamed, there was a wicked roar as a jet of flame rocketed towards him, sprinting as hard as he could he ran across the top of the labryinth. More fireballs rained down on his as he darted left and right, he didnt have time to see what had become of his Zora comrade, he could only hope he was safe. Looking up he saw a group of poes lined the top of the cavern: Another fireball soared down from one on his left whilst another flew at him from the front, diving desperately he jumped down into the Labyrinth once more; instantly the fireballs stopped, "So that, was the catch." he rapsed breathlessly. Standing up he noticed he was in a long straight passage leading out into and open courtyard, dull thuds resounded from within it.
"No way am i going in there on my own." he gasped, so there he sat, perched on a little rock inside a labyrinth inside a secret fortress, inside a mountain, held captive by a group of highly trained renegades. He smiled to himslef as he considered this, it was probably the most obscure situation he had ever been in, and he doubted anyone would believe him if he ever lived to tell the story...