Catra clings tight, wincing ever time Adora rocks from the blasts of air. Thankfully, they aren't blown too far off course and even manage to make it into the next room in a shape that isn't terrible. Catra, of course, is still dead tired by this point, though she tries to make herself go on.

"The hard part here is the stupid puzzle. There's some animal in a box that sprays you if you get it wrong or run out of time. It's why I stink," she says with a grimace.