Lykea looked at Luna. Then, she snapped her gaze back to Ren.
And right there, in the span of two seconds, her motherly instincts connected the dots. She read the subtle, undeniable biological cues. She registered the exact way her daughter was standing in relation to this boy, the deeply intertwined scent of their mana signatures, and the undeniable, invisible tether binding them together.
She didn't need anyone to draw her a map; the entire picture violently clicked into place.
And again, because Lykea possessed the exact same intense, chaotic mental energy as her daughter, but absolutely none of the icy filters, she immediately shouted her deductions at the top of her lungs.
"WAIT A MINUTE! WHO IS THIS MANA DENSITY IMPOSSIBLE YOUNG MAN?!"
Lykea yelled, pointing a trembling finger over Sirius's shoulder directly at Ren's face.
