Maintaining the impression he was using was not the hard part; using the power it granted him was. In his frustration over Kaelob's victory against him in his own mind, Endrance turned to focusing on other ways to deal with the situation. He wasn't going to be sleeping any time soon, so he concluded that the man, if he had indeed retreated into Endrance's subconscious, would not pose a threat anytime soon. For the time being, he was trying to find a way out of the Bastille. He had almost overlooked the sand hornet's impression on his mind. It was small and weak, but it had something that gave Endrance a glimmer of hope. The sand hornets were part of a hive mind, and the creature had developed its latent magical talent to stay connected. The creature's mind was so alien that Endrance had spent countless hours interpreting its thought patterns. Now, he was finally attempting to reach out and find the creature's hive.
