Deep down below the waves the creature is stirring. The Juggernaught hasn't eaten in more than 200 years. Ever since he picked up on the vessel his interest had stayed with it. The Juggernaught can't see or hear the vessel. But he can feel the changes in the water pressure all over his body, even at this depth. What's more the cries and thoughts of more than a thousand creatures raged in his mind. Flesh and metal woven into one another. A good combination and worth investing energy into. Slowly the Juggernaught crawls across the pitchdark bottom preparing his ascend.