"Magic collects in places, kind of like rivers. We call those ley lines." Adam or even Blue could probably explain the concept better. Ronan's not a scholar. He's literally a high school drop-out who never went to any class but Latin. "So when I have access to one, I can make anything I want."

He has, in fact, make dozens of cars. Some of them worked as intended. Some were missing fuel tanks but ran anyway. One was a beautiful, perfect copy of the car Ronan totaled. It's weird to think that copying things was the most impressive think to him not that long ago. Now, making perfect copies is the bottom rung of his abilities.