Kallen touched the sand walls imprisoning him with both hands. His fingertips could easily pinch dents into them, and they felt like cheap seaweed mud.
When he moved his hands away, the dents disappeared. The walls were dynamic and cyclical; breaking them through brute force alone was somewhat unrealistic.
Kallen began considering other methods, whether magic formations or using the effects produced by alternating powers of different attributes to find an opening.
He opened his palm, and a Magic Cube appeared, spinning rapidly as it helped him analyze his current situation and find a way out. This was where the advantage of carrying a "General Store" on his person became apparent: the more accessories he had, the more possible combinations he could use.
Torisa had stopped speaking, and silence fell outside the sand walls.
Judging by his reaction after awakening, he was probably lonely.
That felt very similar to when Kallen had visited Old Saman and Earl Recar not long ago. Compared to Torisa, how long had those two even been "lying down"?
The Key of the Magic Cube needed more information for its calculations. It did not matter whether that information was true or false; it could work through either possibility. Insufficient information was the greatest concern. Having absorbed the information from earlier, Kallen now prepared to initiate a conversation:
"Have you ever regretted it?"
There was still silence outside.
Kallen lowered his head and glanced at the rapidly spinning Magic Cube. It had just calculated twelve possible ways to break his confinement and was now running through those twelve methods.
Then Torisa's voice came from outside:
"I have, including right now."
Kallen did not hurry to respond. He knew Torisa would continue; he would not be able to help himself. When it came to handling people's psychology, Kallen