"Wasn't that too much?" The Fighter asked the others.
"What was too much?" The Hunter mused.
"He asked for the Original Path circuits and you lot gave him the Compendium of Classes.
You even went as far as helping him recruit Seven Tier 3 powerhouses." The Fighter pressed his gaze now focused on the Cleric.
"I saw something, from the moment he entered our shared Domain, I received a plethora of Visions." The Cleric sighed softly.
"I thought your Visions weren't as frequent ever since that girl became a Myth." The Warrior, Old Sword, commented.
"They weren't, the Birth of the Myths did quite a number on us, more so when they took their oaths, but they're still linked to us, their Origins." The Cleric answered softly, "What I saw was a lot of things, many things, many futures, many paths, many victories, many losses." She said somberly.
