Of course, regarding this topic, Parker had raised a stern protest—inside the detention room.
"Actually, it hasn't absorbed much magic power," Hilveld looked at the small light ball, smiled, as Nini was hiding underneath Miss Ship's Officer's golden hair, looking somewhat apprehensive at the flying thing—she was usually shy. The horned lizard in the cabin had worried her for quite a while, and now, with an unexpected guest, she couldn't help but furrow her small brows.
"That might be its food, but so far we haven't figured out the origin of this little thing," Miss Ship's Officer continued.
"It doesn't quite resemble a light spirit," Tata calmly watched the scene, holding the small teacup, shaking her head, "Light spirits don't have any particular affinity for ether; their food is light, nothing else. They love to dwell in the divine realm and are a special type of elemental creature."
