The moment Haydn's hand touched down on Issac's a large gap of breath came from the witch. The open connection raced through Issac's brain in a way he had never experienced, burning in a sharp blaze of electricity as it allowed him access to the magical bond and the taste of the fire bird's magic to penetrate everything Issac was. Magic shot down his varied personal connections with all he knew at the circus, bursting the hardest at Elia's.
Isaac shivered, his eyes closed, pulling back on the unforeseen issue. His instincts drew him on, his own memory sizzling in the wake. "The bond is blood magic mixed with..." Isaac huffed at the extra energy. "Linked directly to the soul and emotions... It was a Fate Witch..."
Eyes opening, his green eyes had turned white; his own lineage that of Fate witches, even though he did not have their gifts. Energy pulsed out along the bond between Haydn and Syssi, a strong backlash of Issac's tampering, tugging, and pulling at the bond to figure out the details.
"It is not anyone else's affect on it that has alerted it." Issac's hand gripped tighter on Haydn's. "Handle your personal emotions, Phoenix," a voice growled out around them.