After storing the living Nefarious Darkwill Rakshasa's soul safely, Shirley turned and headed towards the supreme geniuses.
She gave a momentary glance at them before she moved towards the little darkness spirit who practically crouched and huddled into a ball as she saw Shirley coming towards her.
"Don't worry. I won't hurt you. I'm here to tell you that you're safe and no longer a tribute or a sacrifice."
Shirley reached out her hand, caressing the little darkness spirit's cheek.
The little spirit was silent. However, her expression appeared confused, as though sensing a new kind of warmth that she had never felt before. Her dark blue eyes turned moist, letting out dark tears. Her lips kept pursing like she wanted to say something but couldn't.
"Silly child~"
Shirley couldn't help herself and hugged the little darkness spirit, "That must've been scary. There is no need to worry. Elder sister is here."
