Aksai also couldn't risk a mass healing spell.
Spirit spells were too potent for unadapted bodies. That left him with only one option—his druidic power.
He walked to the center of the room and reached into his Soul Space. From within, he drew out a slender, elegant flute. Its surface shimmered faintly as if alive. This was Bansi—his Soul Weapon that he had obtained in the Holy Land Torel.
As soon as he held it, a faint hum filled the air. Aksai's expression softened slightly. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, feeling the connection between his soul and the flute. The instrument seemed to whisper in response, its voice gentle and melodic inside his mind.
Then he looked at Zinnia, who was watching in confusion. "You might want to close your ears," he said with a small smile.
Zinnia blinked. "Close my ears?"
"Just trust me," Aksai said quietly.
Though unsure, she obeyed and used her golden Qi to seal her hearing.
