As the storm passed and the entirety of Genesis found themselves facing the winds and dreariness of rain, the party stood together thinking.
They all had their own ideas about how they would face the fact that god classes were either waking up from slumber or that there would be those who would find their ways on to such paths to gain those classes.
It wasn't anything simple though. They knew these things could and would most likely happen. especially since they had encountered them before. However, this felt like a warning and a promise.
A warning that there would be more risks associated with these classes. A promise that they were a necessary for the way of the world as it expands and becomes larger.
