There were fleeting hints of Beyonder energy, as if someone were trying to mask it... but he could read it clearly. They weren't hiding; they were taunting him, painting a trail to where they wanted him to go, like bread crumbs strewn to guide him home.<br/><br/>Everything seemed to be a recreation of the palace, and the path seemed to be leading him towards Tyra's throne room. His foe was, unquestionably, arrogant.