"I can't see!"
The words echoed in the room, and silence ensued. Everyone felt their hearts sink as the realisation dawned that perhaps all was not well.
Sylvester held the man tighter and kept calm. "Sir Dolorem, can you tell me exactly what you're feeling right now?"
"Pain—behind my eyes. I feel as if something is missing… It's a looming pain and discomfort." Slowly Sir Dolorem's breath started to hasten. It would've been more shocking if he didn't react as such.
Vision is one of the most essential abilities a human possesses. To lose it is to lose half of you.
"It's all darkness… I can blink, but I can't… see… ha…"
'Nerve damage? That does sound like it… I hope it's not that… even in the modern world, there was no cure for it.' Sylvester's heart sank further.
