The boring and monotonous days time flew by day after day. For Grimm, it was as if he had undergone a thorough mental cleansing and achieved spiritual sublimation. In silence, he started experiencing a higher state of consciousness.
A hundred years later, at the Prison of the Seven Rings.
"Caw caw caw, my young master, it seems that today is the final day you'll be serving at the Prison of the Seven Rings. After spending a hundred years here, do you have anything in mind you would like to say?"
Myna flew to the front of Grimm's face and asked cheekily.
A subtle smile broke across Grimm's calm face, which was covered by a head of messy, blonde hair.
With the exception of Grimm's mind, his entire body was completely immobilised, encased within a gigantic metal metal sphere. That was unless he made use of Myna's ability, the Spacetime Coordinate Access to break the seal.
The metal sphere was connected to six chains that hung it in mid-air within the sorcery-subduing room.