"Hmm?" Ezra's face tilts in confusion, standing upright in one go.
"I've completely recovered?"
How unexpected.
Ezra's body abruptly convulses as another surge of discomfort ran through his veins.
Not entirely, it seems.
[Take it easy] says Zydrax. [Your body hasn't fully adapted to the new state of being that the portal forced upon you.
The physical strain is your body struggling to return to a stable form.
You were pushed beyond normal limits, and the aftereffects of such an extreme alteration will take time to heal]
"I see" Ezra responds in an exhausted sigh.
In his current state, Ezra is no different to a sick patient.
Zydrax has different thoughts on the situation you see.
[Looking at it… it is unbelievable that you're able to stand up already] Zydrax pauses.
[To have travelled the distance between star fields at such a speed, the portal didn't just transport your body—it bent the very fabric of time and space around you in a way that even I don't understand.
