From Cornelia's point of view, somehow everything felt wrong, but it's not in a way she could point to or name whatever it is. Not fear.
Not dangerous. Just… wrong. Like when waking up for some unknown reason and something about the room feels different, but she can't tell what changed.
She had returned to the Moonshade Family with news that should have mattered.
It should have meant something.
Advancing twice in blood mana mastery wasn't normal. It wasn't even rare in a comforting way. It was the kind of thing elders argued about, the kind of thing people said shouldn't happen unless something went very, very wrong.
Cornelia had expected questions. She had expected disbelief. Maybe even suspicion.
Ivira hadn't given her any of that.
Ivira had only looked at her, calm as ever, and said she had done the same thing. No… she experienced the same thing.
Just like that.
No pause.
No emphasis.
As if Cornelia had said nothing worth reacting to.
