"Deaf? No," he answered.
"Then why didn't it hear me when I… and when… and…" Her mind raced.
Little did she know that the alpha, despite its fearsome appearance, had a strange vulnerability.
The creature's sight and hearing were connected, so when its eyes were exposed to intense light, its hearing dulled along with its vision. This link meant that if one sense faltered, so did the other. That's why the alpha had always commanded the screechers to keep their high-pitched screams to a minimum—those relentless, echoing sounds that would otherwise drive it mad, especially in the confines of the caverns.
Who wouldn't be irritated by such noise day in and day out? It couldn't bear the constant assault on its senses.
"So, Asuah. Dost thou now believe in my God?" Vexion asked, his tone calm, a stark contrast to the fury he displayed when battling Mary.
"What about my questions first, Vexion?" Jack retorted, taking command of the conversation.