The place was laid out like a maze, obviously meant to disorient and confuse. But Clara had memorized the schematics of the place and knew exactly where she was going. She rounded one corner and threw her kitana without hesitation. The blade embedded itself into a ceiling mounted cannon just where Sprite had told her to hit it, sparks flying from the disabled weapon. Clara retrieved her sword and continued her way through the damp, stone covered hallways, her body stocking, makeup, and contacts again a dark gray, mirroring the walls, ceiling, and floor.

She must find Randal and quickly.