"You mean the re-radiation from your mind operating on theirs as their radiation will free the minds of the rest?"
"Right. Why?"
"Lack of sympathetic tuning," explained Toralen Ki. "Your mind is unlike mine, and unlike the Loard-vogh known as Kregar, the one we fought and killed. Yet since you were at the focal point of the mental strife, your mind, untuned as it was, was excited by sheer brute force, so to speak. Selectivity could not keep out such sheer power. But selectivity would and did prevent re-radiation of the mental energy. You, therefore, have been freed, but no one else."
"Too bad," said Thompson critically. "It might have shoved some sense into their thick skulls."
"Hey!" exploded Lane. "He's talking to the Little Guy."
"How come, Billy?"
"You mean talking to him? Well, I was given mental release by a bit of a battle between Toralen Ki, here, and one of the Loard-vogh who was trying to control my mind."
"Give us more. You sound like a synopsis."
Thompson explained.
"Well, but how can you speak with him?"