"That optimistic? A good thing that the event occurs in five more, then," she says, with a maddened laugh, identifying his web of threads, and countering it with a razor thin sheet, sweeping across the area and severing any threads it comes into contact with, cutting a large hole into his defensive net, allowing her more free movement. "However, there is one thing you forgot to account for," she says, as she almost idly tosses another pair of knives, before darting away into another safe hole she'd created.