Her decision was clear. Though her friends and Brightbill needed her on the island, Roz understood she had to address the problem at its source. After saying goodbye to Brightbill and the others, she dove into the sea. What was once a sanctuary now felt like a cold, dark prison. As she swam deeper, the rays of light faded, and a murky haze, like a river of toxic dust, surrounded her.

“Take care, Ma,” Brightbill had said before her departure. But as Roz swam, the memory of her son only deepened her determination.

After hours of travel, Roz spotted a structure emerging from the shadows: a vast floating mining station, more like a city, with enormous pipes and machinery extending into the ocean. This was the “Juggernaut,” a machine designed to drill into the depths and extract minerals. Roz hid behind a floating iceberg, observing from a distance, assessing the best way to approach.

The station was alive with blinking lights and patrolling robots acting as sentries. Roz moved cautiously, waiting for the right moment to infiltrate. When an underwater door opened and three HYDRO aquatic robots shot out into the depths, Roz seized the opportunity. She swiftly ascended an external ladder in silence, reaching a window that allowed her to peer inside the tower.