Chrysalis

Emotions ran high amongst the congregation for some time and it was difficult for any of them to articulate their thoughts as they waited for the emotional high to leave them. Every time they came close to being able to hold a conversation, an ant would appear, tell them to get to work and the mere fact of being able to process the Colony's pheromone language drove them once more into paroxysms of joy, driving away all rational thought.

Beyn himself experienced waves of euphoria so powerful he nearly lost consciousness several times before he was able to make a break for the interior of the church building. His flock rushed to follow him and they huddled in a corner out of sight until they were able to calm themselves to the point of holding a whispered conversation.

Beyn raised his face to look at the barely controlled expressions of his brothers and sisters in faith and tried to contain the roaring of his spirit. He needed to be calm in this moment and provide leadership. He was trained for this, he was the closest thing to a System expert in Renewal and the creation of a brand new class in this place was an extraordinary miracle.

He cleared his throat and began to whisper to his people.

"Brothers and Sisters," he began, "what has occurred today is a miracle."

He paused to gather himself.

"A miracle," his voice came out a little stronger this time and the others watched with bated breath as their leader stopped once more to master himself.

today… IS A MIRACLE!" He roared, his face

spirit could no longer be

MIRACLE!" He drew a deep breath and thrust his remaining hand to the sky. " A

back in his head and he fainted dead away. Brother Thomas leapt forward to catch the fallen clergyman's head before it cracked into the stone floor as several others stepped forward with expert timing to lower their leader to the floor. With long practiced precision, they rolled him onto his side and made space to allow him to breathe as they patiently

and sat

I've disgraced myself

to indicate he shouldn't worry about it. Beyn accepted their feelings with gratitude and tried

our powerful desire to aid the Colony, combined with our fervour, has been recognised by the System itself and given us

tones, unwilling to lose themselves to emotion in this critical moment. Together they were

of the Class:

to Beyn that it was a type of mage or support class, specialising in ants somehow. The stat gain per level was an interesting blend of three main