Walker spent over six hours resting and meditating. He still could feel like he was in a haze trying to handle the pressure of moving an entire wind elemental plane with him. He also couldn't use his mind to dig in to it after he had used spatial mana and other manas to seal it tightly. He even felt that he was trying to do something when he was ill.
As a child it was never uncommon to catch a cold or some sort of sickness. That was the same for every single race no matter what. Illness was just inevitable as people grew.
As some got stronger that possibility disappeared almost entirely. But right now, Walker felt like he had weakened himself and was reliving the worst flu he had ever had. It was the best way for him to describe the feeling he was having to Remey and Su.
