Effort is limited, it uses energy. Resting is needed to get back on track.

"Rōjū wake up! Wake up and come down!" I heard, it was that familiar voice I heard the other day. "Rōjū quickly! We don't have much time" I stood up away from the bed, the room was filled with bright blinding red. I hurried downstairs and felt heat everywhere. "Come outside quickly! Please Rōjū!" I heard them yell worried. I tried to open the door in the kitchen, the handle burnt my hand and I quickly took a step back. My foot caught on fire while I looked behind me, bright yellow fire spreading all over the house. I took off my sock quickly and burst through the door, I failed to catch myself and rolled on the floor, the fire on my foot had died out while I gasped for air, I needed to catch my breath after being locked in that place. "Rōjū! Run! Hurry come over here!" I kept my eyes open and picked myself up, barely being able to keep my legs steady. I looked at where the calls came from, and saw a carriage moving away from me. I began running as fast as I could, tripping and almost falling many times. The distance between me and them seemed to become larger, the more I ran the further they were. The woman yelled and threw a rope towards me, I held onto it tightly and was pulled away to the carriage. "How could you leave him behind?!" The woman yelled at the man, making him be filled with guilt. She took me in her arms and hugged me tight, she was cold yet warm. I felt my eyes closing, and my body floating away. I heard a snapping sound, robust and tough. "They shot the wheel!" Yelled the man "I can't control it!" "Lets jump off then! After we pass this curve! We'll lose them there!" yelled the woman back. I felt myself floating in the air.