For some hours he was frantic, wandering errantly from one side to the other, stopped only to listen, moved carefully across the weed, then again running desperately.
Further, further into the immense gardens bordering the river and finally reached the foot of a rock where the hermitage of San Saturio elevated.

"Maybe, I can look about from the height to continue my search in the dark maze." he cried when he climbed the with the help of his sword stone by stone.