The Mayor continues to consider her location, and waves at a fish.

“He’s deteriorated even since we sent the email,” Marty says, opening a door.
“We’ve tried to figure out the problem,” Shereef continues, “but even if it felt right to open him up, we wouldn’t know what to do in there, anyway.”

The robot king awaits their arrival, his eye glowing red.

Aquila looks sad, then determined. “What are we waiting for?”

Avi enters.
“Your Majesty. Avi. Aquila the Last Eagle. And the new Mayor of Nox Islia.”