It was not just the doctors that had ordered a bed rest for Cole and Eze, even the system itself agreed as they were unable to log in or even access the dungeon that was in the city. It was annoying, but Cole knew he had to give his body, his real body time to rest and recover from the absolute war and hell he had put it through in the Battle for London as they have taken to calling it now. Cole could barely give a shit about propaganda, as it stands with what the world council had done.
