Ronan, though he possessed the Mirror Dagger and could shuttle freely between the "cells," was unable to truly break through the cage, perpetually circling within its confines.
"If only I could figure out the pattern behind these independent spatial shifts..."
Ronan thought to himself, silently picking up the Mirror Dagger, ready to attempt the next teleportation.
Just at that moment, a silver-white Space Energy Seed buried deep within his consciousness trembled slightly, bursting into a cloud of silver mist.
"Hum—"
Ronan felt a buzz in his head, followed by a natural diffusion of his spiritual power that skimmed over rapidly shifting lights and shadows, then quickly retracted.
In his mind, the silver mist ejected by the Space Energy Seed condensed into silver threads; these threads interwove, quickly forming a Magic Cube-like object that spun slowly in his brain.
