Wealth, the small creature with them, suddenly chirped at Amalia, rubbing its paws together.
"Don't worry, I'm not blaming you," Amalia said, misunderstanding its intent.
Kenny Lin turned to look at Wealth for a moment, "Does it look guilty to you?" he asked Amalia, puzzled.
Amalia was unsure.
Wealth sighed, its throat bobbing before it spat out a black, translucent crystal onto Amalia's palm — one of the black fragments it had previously swallowed.
Amalia was speechless.
Kenny Lin chuckled, thoughtfully stroking his chin, "So, it can regurgitate the crystals it swallowed. Its body must function like a storage room."
Amalia picked up the black fragment with two fingers, took a deep breath, and resisted the urge to scold the creature in front of her, reminding herself to be kind to their ally.
"Now, spit out the other two pieces."
