Moonspear different place, different time, all the stars are in their prime

Alya gave a soft huff, feeling somewhat indignant than there was nothing for her to do, here, even though she'd been the one to cause them all this trouble. If she'd only been faster, smarter, stronger...

But there was nothing she could do about it, and soon enough, the whole event was over. Lyra and Hydra now sported matching, Alya-esque ears, and their sisterhood was whole once more. Unable to do anything else, Alya just grinned weakly at her two mirror-images, revelling in their continued samenes and continuing to be on-hand for anything they might need.