How Did Daredevil Become Blind Novels & Stories

Severe headaches and strange, intense pain from my arm tore at my nerves. But I couldn't help thinking about something else. A year ago, when heavy snow blocked the mountains, Damine, Elara, and I were trapped during a rogue attack. I was the one who risked my life fighting through the endless white snow for three days to eliminate the threat. I even went snow-blind for a month because of it. During that time, I couldn't even look at anything white without my eyes tearing up. I was clearly the one who saved him both times.

But the baby isn’t the only thing he has been concerned about. He has been worried about me, too. My eyes, mostly. Yes, I must rely on my senses to move through the world, for I cannot see. I was not born blind—my darkness came from an accident seven years ago. In that moment, I was trying to protect my husband, and the injuries I suffered took my sight from me.

Although he was wounded and disoriented, but seized an opportunity to slip away unnoticed but he also had no idea that Chase had seen him. As The Devil, as he called himself was escaping, he held his hand to his face, as he felt the searing pain from the injury he had gotten, he cursed as blood trickled down from the socket of where his eye once resided. As he moved, his desperation set in. The loss of his eye was affecting his depth perception and balance, which made him stumble through altered terrain. He had managed to leave the pack fast with his speed but now he had slowed down as he was a bit weak and needed to do something about his eye.