Ren was still fixated on the old computer screen embedded in his car, now transformed into a portable workshop. Lines of code filled the display, mirroring his thoughts as he searched for a way to deal with the mutated Hornet—rumored to be a looming threat.
But his thoughts were interrupted when he felt a light tug on his shoulder. Instinctively, he turned to find a small silver-haired girl looking up at him with a shy expression.
"Oh... You again, little one?" Ren said casually, leaning back in his seat.
Shua lowered her head slightly, her fingers nervously fidgeting with each other. But this time, she wasn't alone. Behind her stood a young woman with long hair and the pointed ears typical of elves. Her face was smooth like porcelain—gentle in appearance, yet her eyes held a firm, unwavering gaze.
Ren could tell immediately who she was. Her mother, huh?
