Secrets regarding the "Divine Calling" of a Fourth-Stage Demigod were not things Thresh would offer up unless asked. Information like that was a double-edged sword; knowing too much before reaching the appropriate level could shackle a warrior's mind, freezing their progress with fear or overthinking.
"The Dead Sea you mentioned fits the scenario I described," Thresh said, leaning back. "When you've fully consolidated your Divine Fire and Divine Soul, then you can consider devouring it."
He pointed a greasy finger at Orion.
"Remember this: Don't covet things that are out of your weight class."
"You have no idea what kind of failsafes those dying old monsters leave behind."
It was a warning, and a necessary one. Orion had been taking shortcuts, relying on the borrowed might of his Fourth-Stage realm and Sixth-Stage physical body. It was easy for a lamb to lose its way when it thought it was a wolf.
