Erik examined the pulley system for a moment guessing that it wouldn’t be too hard to figure out. It seemed to work off of weights using the person's body weight to pull the cart down while a counter weight kept them from speeding down and would pull the cart back up after the people had gotten out. On second thought, it probably wasn’t even designed for people, instead of being used to transport large amounts of product to different floors. There must be another way up and down but this was their best bet for now. “Hmm I think if we got in it’d take us down for sure. It doesn’t seem to require anything special to get going, let's get in.”

As the two eased their combined weight into the cart its wheels began to creek, slowly picking up speed until Erik sat his full weight onto the cart, causing it to rapidly pick up in pace. “Uh oh”. Within a few moments they were speeding down into the darker floors below. With a raised voice Erik irked out “I just realised I didn’t think of how to make this thing stop.” As the cart went lower through the tunnel he took notice of indentations in wooden posts signifying the floor that the tunnel had led to. They were nearing their destination, and now they had to figure out how to slow the cart down.

“Hayate, reckon you could use that titanium arm to grab onto the rope above us? If you create some drag the cart should begin to slow. I’ll see if I can make some friction on the tracks.” Erik thought for a moment, thinking what he could conjure up to help slow the cart down, he was still practicing a lot of his magical abilities so he wasn’t able to make anything too extravagant yet. “Yes.. I think this should do.” Erik muttered as his rubbed his hands together before mumbling some words. Magical runes appeared between his palms before he spread them apart, causing a block of pine tar soap to appear between them. The great thing about this kind of soap was that it was made from a naturally sticky substance that was also highly flammable. Erik reached the block of soap over to the wheels of the cart that had no become quite hot from the drag and pressed the block of soap against it. The temperature of the soap increased until parts of it began to melt into the wheels, allowing the pine tree resin to coat itself around the wheels and create friction due to its sticky nature.

Erik did this for both the back wheels before applying it to the front as well. The fiction on the tracks as well as the drag created by Hayate holding onto the rope with his titanium hand allowed the cart to slow down enough to a point they could safely abandon the cart without injury. “Our stop is just up ahead. We’ll jump out on the count of three. One, two, three!” With a forward roll out onto the dirt beside them and an audible thud, they were now safely at their destination.

Before them was a stone pathway leading to an iron door. It seemed the entire tunnel network on this floor had been turned into a safe-house for their goods. Erik dusted himself off before turning to his companion "What do you think Hayate. It might get messy from here if there's a whole bunch of them waiting inside. Better yet is we might not have a clear way out." Erik kept his voice low as to not attract any unwanted attention."