Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!
The barriers around them shattered—not once, not twice, but over and over again, with an intensity that far surpassed even the moment when he had fingered her earlier.
Mika had to keep reinforcing them, strengthening them, pouring more and more of his energy into containing the storm of her emotions.
This reaction from Nadia came from the realization of everything Mika had done for her.
The truth was that despite the calm, composed face she always wore as if nothing in the world could faze her...
...Nadia was actually quite fragile inside.
Before her blessing fully awakened, she had been lively and expressive.
She would laugh when others joked, her whole face lighting up with joy.
She would cry when others cried, her tears flowing freely without shame.
She would feel devastated over the smallest things—a broken vase, a lost trinket, a friend moving away
