No longer is water with you, once you depart your boat a world of extremely different dynamics stands before you. The sun shines harshly from above exposing the jagged rocks and cracked earth of this landscape. Dust and sands swirl in the wickedly warm winds as to each of your sides walls of steep smooth brown stone tower well over your heads. Too bad it's too late to turn back.

Harsh winds of frigid frost awaken you from your slumber aboard the ship. The sea now lies frozen as you depart into an area ruled by ice and the snow spilling from the sky. Around you walls of slicing steep ice stand as your cell. You are now prisoners to the Warden of the Winter. You're probably missing the tropical island center now aren't you?

From tropic island to an intense tropical jungle. As you emerge from your ship at the overgrown docks, terrifying screeches can be heard through the heavily humid air. Incredibly thick vines and trees link high into the sky forming the walls you will now wander through. Around your heads mosquitoes fly in a never ending storm. On the topic of storms, overhead you can't ignore the heavy cloud cover rolling in.

Things are really cooking now. As your boat draws close to the shoreline the water beneath your boards begins to boiling. Spouting of steaming heat leap forth from the sea and from the springs on the shore. Not only is the steam growing thicker but the mountains grow massive and steep in a range before you. These monsters of nature and their spewing steam act as the walls of your containment.