Even though the flooring of the field in front of the magic tower had been made out of granite, the temperature was not low and there was no trace of chill to it. Lex did not bring out the tent and everyone rested on the floor. Sika had laid down for less than an hour before she sat up and began looking around.
"Sika, what’s up?" Saleen asked.
Sika’s face was red as she pressed her mouth against Saleen’s ears, saying as softly as she could, "My… stomach isn’t feeling well."
Saleen felt a tinge of embarrassment. Both he and Lex were mages who could reduce their bowel movements as much as possible. Three days was easy for them, and at most, they would experience a decrease in physical strength. Sika, on the other hand, could not. Her natural self-control must have been amazing to have been able to last until now.
