Penn climbed the side stairwell of the Association after being cleared from the clinic. He only needed about twenty minutes on the guiding bed and closer to an hour on the mana bed to return to his almost average numbers. He sighed as he thought about the lost levels he could have gained with the gate, and was disappointed in his weak failure yet again.
As the Guide reluctantly made the climb to the floor his office was on, he heard what sounded like someone hyperventilating. He hurried his pace up the steps, skipping two at a time. When he finally reached where the sounds were echoing from, he spotted Daniel hunched over. Panicked, he ran up to check on him.
"Daniel!" Penn called out, hand reaching out. "What's wrong? Do you need medical attention?"