Zaknafein's tension increases again as the sounds of all the wizards strange contraptions start powering up and making sounds he has no compassion for. His hands grip more tightly to the arm of the corpse at his side, crouching in preparation when the lights start flickering.

His expression melts away from determination to absolute relief to see his son, standing slowly in shock and letting the body's arm drop to the floor. "Drizzt?"

Then his heart feels like it drops right out of his chest as he watches him fall, everything slowing down for a fraction of a second before he bursts into action.

"Drizzt!" The body forgotten, Zaknafein leaps through the portal and rushes to his son's side, skidding along the stone floor and landing hard on his knees. "No no no no no..." He's bordering on frantic, but he keeps his wits about him enough as he gathers him close, trying to look for injury while constantly looking up and around every few second for any other assailants.

He sees the dead bodies immediately. So it finally happened as he said it would. Drizzt has killed other drow. But there is no time for him to lament that loss of innocence. They need to get out of here. Fast. Before anyone else comes after them.

Then he looks back over to the portal, through the portal, right at Caesar. Help me. Please.