Twenty minutes into their climb back up the mine, Eugene was really regretting not dying in the mine cart explosion.

"Capppptttt," he whined as he scaled steep tracks like a ladder, unable to see how close they were to the top thanks to the Captain's ass in his face. "Are we there yet?"

"Shut up, Rider," the Captain growled, purposely dislodging a rock so it would hit Eugene in the face on the way down.

The warm and fuzzy moment the two had shared due to surviving their near death experience was short-lived as they attempted to make their way up the mine rails in hopes of regrouping.

"Do you really think TNT has this whole place bugged?" asked Eugene as he glanced around the darken caverns that seemed to somehow get darker the more upwards they went.

"Do you really think that's a smart thing to ask in a place that may be bugged?"

The Captain couldn't see Eugene's reaction from behind him, but he assumed that it was rude.

They climbed in silence a bit before a little bit of light caught Eugene's eye. Shimming to the edge, he saw that the light was coming from a crack in the wall. He looked up to see that the Captain was still climbing.

"Hey Capt," he called, whistling to get the guard's attention. "I think I found something."

"Is it a good something or a bad something?" the Captain asked skeptically.

"You tell me."

The Captain grumbled as he made his way down to see the bit of light creeping through the gravel, like a poorly kept secret.

"Huh...wonder what that is?" he asked, his mustached face scrunched up as he peered into the hole with one eye, still holding onto the rail like a ladder.

"Only one way to find out!" Eugene smirked as he grabbed the Captain's sword by its handle, pulling it from its scabbard.

"HEY!" the Captain hollered as his personal bubble was blatantly popped as Eugene held the sword with one hand, poking at the gavel like the worst worst miner ever. "RIDER! THAT'S NOT WHAT IT'S MEANT FOR!"

"What do you mean that's not what it's meant for?" Eugene asked, as he shanked the wall, making the hole bigger and releasing more light into the dark cavern. "Swords are meant for stabbing - I don't think it matters if it's a rock wall or some poor guy's gut!"

The Captain was about to yell about the value of the sword Eugene was currently using as a pickaxe, when he was interrupted by the wall crumbling, revealing a ledge leading into a well-lit passage.

"Viola!" Eugene said, making a leap from their makeshift ladder to the ledge, the Captain following close behind.

After they landed onto the ledge, both men looked around the new tunnel. With his hands on his hips, Eugene admired his handiwork. "My genius never ceases to amaze m-MMPH!"

He was cut off by the Captain's glove hand smothering his mouth, the dirt and rocks from their lovely commute currently lodging themselves into his nostrils.

"Ssshhh," the Captain hissed, as he dragged him to the side of the passage, pressing them both against the gravely wall.

Eugene stopped himself from biting the Captain's hand when he saw the silhouette of a tall, lanky figure, bent over what appeared to be a workbench. His eyes darted from the figure to the Captain, and both men released where they had just ended up: TNT's hideout.

What stupid luck.

With his hand still on Eugene's mouth, the Captain whispered their next step.

"We're currently steps away from enough explosives to blow this entire island off the globe," he hissed between his teeth. "I dunno where Conli and his troop have ended up, but we need to somehow disarm the explosives by picking the walls and flooding the workshop. Do you understand?"

Eugene couldn't answer so he just nodded his head and tried to breathe through his nose without gagging on the Captain's dirty glove.

"Since you seem to have a good eye for these things, your job is finding which wall is closest to the reservoir and to get digging. I'll work on distracting TNT."

Eugene raised an eyebrow skeptically, wordlessly saying, "And how am I supposed to find where the reservoir is located?"

"You're the 'genius,' Rider," the Captain smirked as he removed his hand from the ex-bandit's mouth, allowing Eugene to inhale some much needed air as he thrusted a tiny dagger into his hand. "I'm sure you'll figure it out."

Before Eugene could get a word in edgewise, the Captain was already off, blending into the shadows to corner TNT. Groaning, Eugene made his way to the other side of the workshop, hiding behind various pieces of furniture and dangerous looking powders and fuses.

"Go find the reservoir, he says," he grumbled as he began stupidly feeling walls for anything that felt wet. "Drown the bad guy, he says. Anyway he could've told me where the hell I should even start..."

Taking hold of the tiny dagger, Eugene began to randomly stab at the wall, hoping for any sign of water. A splash, a leak, a drip...anything. What he wasn't expecting was a stab back, as a sword made its appearance through the rocks.

Stealthy, Eugene rolled away as the blade thrusted through the wall before retracting quickly.

"I-I-I'm s-sorry!" whispered a very familiar, nervous voice. "Is there anybody on the other s-s-side? I didn't mean to almost s-stab you if there is!"

"Conli?" Eugene hissed as he made his way back to the hole.

"O-oh, Mr. Rider - I mean Fitzherbert!" Conli whispered as he wedged his sword around the hole, making it bigger. "So happy to have found you!"

"Same here. Are your men okay?"

"My troops and I are fine, however we...um...seem to find ourselves in a sort of...wet situation."

"Wet?" Eugene asked, leaning forward to get a better look at the other side of the wall. "What do you mean wet?"

"W-well...um...water, Mr. Fitzherbert," said Conli as he pointed down to the slowly rising water that he was currently standing waist-high in. "And a-a lot of it."

Eugene was about to celebrate his good fortune for a second time when he was ripped from his thoughts by the strong stench of gunpowder. And then there was a bang.

"EVERYBODY MOVE BACK!"