"What was that?" Stephen sensed in astonishment that the dark, obscure aura wrapped around Nick's soul had been cleared away. And the method had merely been a strange creature that looked like the same species as the black monsters outside, only with the opposite coloration.
It seemed that the monsters outside fed on people's positive emotions.
The white creature before them, meanwhile, fed on the energy of those monsters, or on negative emotions.
Two sides of the same entity, opposites facing one another. They looked like the same species, yet possessed opposing appetites and attributes.
"How did you get contaminated?" Betsy summoned back the white creature that had been circling Nick with obvious reluctance.
"We were caught up in some collateral damage." Stephen clearly did not want to recall his embarrassing state. He merely stared curiously at the white creature that had retreated to Betsy's side, then tested the waters. "It can filter and remove impurities and filth from psionic energy, can't it?"
"Little White does like eating that stuff. It can't meet Little Black; they start fighting the moment they see each other, and I have to work hard to pull them apart. But I only have one Little White, and it's outnumbered. It can't beat the Little Blacks." Betsy blinked as she grabbed the white creature, stuffed it back into her pocket, and answered.
"So that means it can clear the Abyss too?" Stephen raised a brow. He had always held Luke in high regard, but he had not expected even energy like the Abyss to be removable.
"You should ask Dad about that. I'm only responsible for raising them and letting them play with me." Betsy pouted and glanced at Stephen.
"Ahem, we came here to find Luke, but we ran into those things outside. The Defense