Ren bit her lip as she watched Song and Aya's attack close in. It was amazing to behold--and she had been too weak to help create it. An ugly mix of jealousy and inadequacy bubbled up within her until reason started screaming for her to ignore it, push it aside until after the battle. Let it go unchecked, and she'd be giving Maleficent another weapon against them. "I'm a little more than useless," Ren half-sang to herself under her breath as she stepped forward. She had to hold onto that thought now if she wanted to help.

Since Maleficent had already shown distaste for it, she thought of cold iron, mentally shaping it into a latticed fence surrounding the icy cage to further contain her. It glinted a little in the light they still had, protected from corrosion by Ren's will.