"You seem pretty angry," Zion said as he walked beside Silva.
"He touched my family," Silva replied.
"I think he is banking on your aggression," Zion said.
"I know that."
"And you are still going in with rage?"
"I do not care, I'm going to rip his face off," Silva replied.
He took his next step forward and something clicked beneath his feet. He pulled his leg back and saw the button on the ground.
"Tch, traps," Silva muttered.
From the walls on the right, a large spike made from the wall extended from the wall right at Silva. He leaned back and evaded the spike, before spinning and moving under the spike fast.
He only took a few steps before another shot out of the ground, he stepped back and evaded it, the spike shot so high it almost hit the ceiling.
Silva looked ahead and saw the end of the hallway, where he had to get through, he leaned forward and bolted extremely fast, his body rocketing ahead like a bullet, but the spikes were ready as well.
