Welcome To The Ravaged Federation

Close to fourteen months since the birth of the Royal Zinger, the Biome Bomb train continued to travel through the darkness, fighting against the stream of water pushing on it.

The deeper they went, the stronger the push of the stream of water grew, making the travel slow. Thankfully, the two Biome Bombs had enough resources within to satisfy the needs of the Quip Clan atop its consumption while moving.

"We're almost there." Inala said upon observing his surroundings begin to brighten up, "We're reaching the end."

"Finally!" Wittral exclaimed in joy, "It seemed like forever. If you didn't continue reassuring me of this route, I would have brought us back to the Dralh Sea."