After breakfast in the dining hall, Sifa informed Nelson and the others that the Explorer was setting sail for Damir Port!
Instead of visiting Lucien right away, he went to Doctor Polly's "territory," a clinic in the ship's cabin converted from three rooms.
After knocking and hearing the doctor's indifferent "Come in" from inside, Sifa pushed open the door. The smell of disinfectant immediately washed over him, making him feel as if he had entered a hospital.
The room swayed slightly from side to side with the rolling waves. The doctor sat on a tall stool, holding a beaker as though conducting some kind of experiment.
In the adjacent room stood two hospital beds, with Caven and Chik lying on them. They were already awake. After waving to greet them, Sifa walked over to the doctor. "Are their injuries serious?"
The doctor set down the beaker and said evenly, "Both have penetrating wounds. Fortunately, their bones were not damaged. I have already treated them—I mean treatment with Beyonder effects. Their physical injuries should recover within a week."
Sifa caught the implication in his words. "Physical injuries? That means they have other injuries as well?"
The doctor nodded. "Their souls. Both of their souls are missing a small piece, as though something tore it away."
As he spoke, he raised his little finger and lightly pressed it with his thumb as an example. Then he said, "I have already 'mended' them. There should not be any major problems. However—"
Sifa asked tensely, "However what?"
"They have permanently lost some spirituality, though they can recover it through advancement. Also, they will be more susceptible to mental abilities in the future, and their chance of Loss of Control will be slightly higher than normal."
The doctor coughed softly. "My recommendation is that, for