"Tricky," Pandora told him. "Through mortal eyes, it does seem to be, but I think your senses can acknowledge it. Indeed, you attempt to subordinate your foe by making the one into two, but that is the case for a group as much as it is the case for a singularity…"
She sighed, even as she said it. "My words are lost on you. This is not the time or the place for that. I simply present to you a second alternative. The speed with which you come to your own understanding will be the deciding factor in your victory over this foe. My time today must be short, and so I leave it to you, dear Vessel, along with my faith."
Once more Vol found himself snapped back to the battlefield. He could see the real world again, and the smaller flames that Pandora had gifted him.
