54 Osp: Day 1- Heart Cakra (1/2)

We entered a modest room with a handful of lounges, low coffee tables and rows of books on shelves filling up the walls.

The smell of wood polish, coffee and tea lingered about the air. I sensed a warmth from the three seater lounge that Ryuu had me sit on.

The room was comforting.

I felt a rush of air to my back and turned to see Leinard and Dr. Mercer walk through the door. War and Death entered behind them.

The sight of Small Cap crawling onto the lounge and into my blazer pocket perked me up.

_”Is Freend okay?”_ His voice soothed my mind and made my heart race with hope. I wanted to cry with happiness at hearing his voice in my head.

I nodded and glanced to the men with hope. My hope fell when I saw them talking and I couldn't hear their voices.

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_”Famine, can you hear my voice?”_ Leinard asked telepathically.

I nodded, which made him sigh with relief.

The mad doctor sat next to me and began poking at my ears with a small light. He had me open my mouth and go, 'aah'. Then cupped my temples in his gloved hands and closed his eyes.

I felt his presence in my mind, searching and examining recesses. Black and white blurry blobs rushed to my head as a form of retaliation to his prodding.

He gently released my mind and turned to Death, swapping positions with him.

He spoke aloud his conclusion that I obviously couldn't hear.

_”Dr. Mercer is sure he can stop the mind s.h.i.+eld's deterioration and repair some damage through Heart Cakra magic. As you're a hīrā, it might fix most of your hearing loss.”_ Leinard calmly advised of my situation.

I glanced to the good doctor and noticed his expression tense and serious.

_”There're risks right?”_ I probed Leinard's mind.

Leinard sighed and showed me the risks that could occur, which was my heart stopping, permanent deafness both physically and telepathically and a rapid decline of brain function that would render me a mindless vegetable and no different to a hollow-eye ghost.

On the other hand, it was also the only way to stop the mind s.h.i.+eld's decline and ensure a chance for my hearing to return if there were no damage to my cochlear nerve and/or auditory cortex.

If my nerve was damaged, I'd likely be permanently deaf whereas damage only to the auditory cortex would allow me to hear, but without any distinction.

So, it was either hear senseless noise or nothing at all. I was soberly advised that even a Hīrā had their limits and this was something unavoidable if either situation were to occur.

_”Let's focus on what we need to do first.”_ Leinard patted my back.

He and War moved the low coffee table (before me) and other furniture aside, so there was clear wooden floor before me.