Tyra runs through first

"I guess I should be goin' first then since I got the nice armor, aye?"

-"I wasn't gonna say it but if you put it like that..." Diana replies, clasping her bared torso.

"Alright, wouldn't want ya to ruin any more of ya wardrobe."

-"Just.. go."

Tyra pushes Diana back a little to make some space, leans back on one heel, and then just takes off like a speeding bullet, armor clanking with every leaping bound. Whereever she steps the floor gives way an inch or so, and in response dozens of darts are fired from various holes. They all harmlessly bounce off the armor though, making high-pitched clanking noises as they ricochet off the surface of the dwarven plate, until Tyra reaches the end of the hallway and a section of solid floor.

Diana quickly follows, but none of the pressure plates trigger again, and she makes her way across without incident.

"We should've done that to begin with.."