"I understand," Shin replied, but his conflicted expression revealed that he did not fully understand the Grand Abbot's words. It was too dangerous a plan. Divine talents were so rare as to be mythical, and yet they were subjecting them to extra danger should one appear during this time.
It was as if they were throwing a beautiful flower, budding but not yet bloomed, into a foggy swamp, and expecting it to flourish. Surely carefully cultivating the flower would be better, but that was not their teachings, nor their methods.
