"I knew you weren't a lost cause," he teases, pleased by the unnecessary display of pent-up rage.

He turns on his heel and leads the charge to an enemy that hasn't been sighted by anyone. The point being, anything could have happened while the lights were out. Scaramouche is hoping the rat might have shown themselves, thinking to take a short-cut by moving under the cover of darkness to get to places.

The lights in the main atrium are flickering on now. Good timing.

"Look out for the rat."