Lightning flashed across the sky as rain continued to fall, poetic in a way if it hadn't been nearly a week since it all began. A constant downpour no one had the answers for and the concerns were starting to rise. What could it mean and in what ways would it all end? What if it never did? How would they all live?

The concern slammed into even Cassia, who had returned from Valhalla a couple of days ago, becoming soaked to the bone the moment she stepped onto the sidewalk. How peculiar and the odd weather continued.

Rushing through the streets, her eyes happened to see the twins out of the corner of her vision, enjoying what looked like coffee. What were they doing away from Odin in a time like they were facing? Making up her mind, she entered into the cafe with narrowed eyes. "What do you two think you're doing?"