Victor turned slowly on the spot, scanning the room. As he did Carl reached up and placed his hand on the giants shoulder, "Hold on man..." He took a step forward, pulling out his combat knife, reaching forward and set the blade against a strange line of light that just seemed to run wrong as it passed in front of them. As he touched the line with his blade a snap-hiss cracked out. And the tip of Carl's knife sheered off as that line, which appeared to be a taut line of thin steel wire snapped away, causing a pillar nearby to produce a deep, thin cut appear in it.

It was Victor who said it though, "She's trapped the room." Carl looked at his knife curiously, checking out the almost clean cut on the carbon knife, "And here I thought that only happened in movies." He looked closely, counting the lines that Zara had strung up between these two pillars alone. "Four...five...seven...nine...twelve....eighteen...thirty four..." He chuckled, "I think this trap was meant for someone big like you or Natalie Vic...there are enough filament lines in there to maybe cut you into a few pieces there. If one line cut my knife, who knows what it would have done to you."

Nearby Zara snarled, they had spied one of her traps. She let out a soft bark of annoyance. And didn't see it when Victor began to scan again. The light playing right across where she hid, and silhouetted her for a brief moment. Carl who was following the light, bark, "There!" And without thinking opens fire with his LMG spraying the piece of rock Zara hid behind with round. Zara ducking, cursing and hunkering down even forth when Victor joined in with his shotguns the modified Raufoss rounds punching craters in the stone.

Zara waited, the amount of fire kicking up stone dust clouds and debris, during a particularly thick moment of dust she darted away, making a long loop, and tried to come up on their left. The play of gun fire and spark of muzzle flash making it look like she is moving in slow motion in the darkness as she approached, sword raised high, making a play for the smaller woman. To draw first blood.