Hamlin was shivering and yet it wasn't cold. The beads of sweat on his brow indicated that he felt hot and yet the air around him was neutral. It was not cold and neither was it hot.
Aisha was busy trying to wipe off the sweat on his brow and chest by using a Luke warm wet towel. She wasn't sure of what to do with Hamlin being this ill at the moment.
Hours ago when they were fighting Akaya then Plutonic came in to stop them. He had done well by sending her away. The witch deserved it.