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Hopping from platform to platform with the aid of triple jump, Avori soon came across one shaped like an L. Assuming this to be the corner-piece of a corridor, he took cover from the Hobgoblins behind it. Once he'd caught his breath, he stood up with 1000-Yard Stare in his hands, and made short work of three of the Hobgoblins. As he took aim at a fourth, another block slammed down in front of him, cutting off his view. All of a sudden, a multitude more blocks swarmed around him, enclosing him within a corridor in the newly-reformed Maw.

As the final block was sliding into place, he caught a glimpse of Varrus diving into a rapidly-forming corridor. Then, for the first time in a while, silence. He was unable to raise anyone on the COMMs, and there was no friendly blips on his motion tracker - in fact, there were no blips at all.

"Ghost, can you get me a waypoint out of here?" he asked. "Or a location on anyone else?"

"I'm afraid not," his Ghost replied. "Our best bet now is to seek out Varrus' last known location."

"Agreed."

Avori went to walk toward a junction but was pulled back by something before he could get far. Turning around, he found that his cloak had been caught between two of the blocks. There was no way it was coming out easily, so he reluctantly pulled out his knife and sliced the caught section off, while muttering something about this being his favourite cloak.