"Such is the power of a Blessing," Pandora said, somewhat lazily. She'd hated to feel the presence of Varsharn, and still, she hated it now, though to a lesser degree. Apparently, as the Boundary Break stabilized, the recipient of the Blessing was able to contain it better, letting less of their divinity seep out, but even then they couldn't contain it entirely.
The strength of a Boundary Breaker largely came from their ability to integrate properly that God's power, and then add to it with their own strength. It made Vol a degree jealous, to see how it was meant to be done with an ordinary person.
"A foolish mindset," Pandora said, as she read his thoughts. "Yes, you're pathetic. I would rather see your level go up, than have you stagnate, as I have often reminded you. But in the end, little Vessel, I think you are misreading what it means to truly progress, aren't you, mm?"
