Ren fully expected to find her in the exact same devastated state as Selphira.
He braced himself to physically support her, to offer a sturdy shoulder to lean on, ready to be her anchor while she confronted the petrified visage of her mother, much like he had done for Luna in the past. Feeling maybe a little experienced...
But Liora, while visibly affected, remained significantly more composed than Ren had calculated and broke his illusion of knowledge.
Instead of collapsing under the emotional weight, she turned to look at him. With a chilling serenity that felt entirely out of place given the agonizing scene of a mother playing out in front of them, she asked a highly practical question.
"Are you capable of repairing the half-consumed crystal core we found?"
Ren leaned in close to her ear, keeping his voice to an absolute whisper to avoid intruding upon Selphiraโs profound grief.
"I am not one hundred percent certain," he admitted softly. "I will have to meticulously deduce and reconstruct several missing external parts that were expended and that only after I purge as much of the corruption as possible. That intricate process could inevitably alter her internal mana network, for better or worse." He paused, choosing his words with care. "But I absolutely promise you her mind will remain entirely intact. The only genuine alteration might involve the specific Spiritual Treant variant her core belongs to. The derivative cultivation method originally utilized to forge it was structurally sound, yet I can see is fundamentally imperfect; there might be some subtle structural or mana deviations compared to exactly how she functioned with it before."
Internally, Ren calculated that his engineering interference was vastly more likely to correct old anatomical flaws rather than exacerbate them.
"But I am going to bring your mother back for sure," he assured her with unwavering firmness. "Do not worry at all... You are going to see her move again very soon."
Liora whispered a quiet word of gratitude and wrapped her arms tightly around his neck.
Pressing her face against his collarbone, speaking at a volume so impossibly low that the words were meant exclusively for him despite the acute hearing of the surrounding elite Tamers, Liora confessed something deeply unexpected to him.
"I do not know if there is something wrong with me for this," she murmured. "But I genuinely do not care about that Laura..."
Ren went perfectly, absolutely still.
"It only hurts me to watch my grandma cry." Lioraโs voice trembled slightly, and Ren felt a few hot tears soak into the fabric of his collar. "I just want her to get her daughter back; that is absolutely all I care about... Please help her."
She squeezed him even tighter, then burying her face against his chest.
In that fleeting, heavy moment, Ren finally deciphered the psychological awkwardness he had been observing ever since they breached the sanctuary.
Lioraโs muted reaction to the old statue, her complete lack of tension during the walk back to the capital; absolutely none of it was born of a cold heart.


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