A sneeze erupted from the boy's throat as he groaned. His stuffy nose was proving to become quite the challenge as he battled enemies while gasping for breath. He was weak. Weak and tired. He sunk next to a tree and coughed loudly. His head pounded like a drum was confined in his brain, his stomach felt like it could throw up at any second, yet he didn't give up.

He had to save Zelda. He had to save the world! The Imprisoned was about to break free any moment and he still needed to get cracking on the last temple. Skykeep. But instead, he went to Faron to look for bugs to infuse his potions and make him stronger. Bertie could only make a better red potion if he had more Blessed Butterflies, so Link traveled to Faron figuring it would be the easiest.

But as he continued his journey, the small tickle in his throat became a large tickle, turning into a sore mess. Red potions did nothing to help, his stomach ended up rejecting everything.

He gazed to the sun. He should be in bed, with a nice warm cup of soup, and Kleenex in reach. But no, he thought he'd be okay, and he traveled to the surface. Now that he was there, he saw that he had to stop, take a break, maybe a small nap.

"Master," The teenage hero sniffed trying to clear his nose. Fi appeared in front of him. "I suggest you try and make it back to the Sealed Grounds where at least you can have protection from the cold." Link pondered this for a minute. Cold? He was in Faron, it never got cold. In fact, it was humid most of the time.

"What are you talking about?" The hero's voice was weak, it was scratchy and dull.

"Nightfall is approaching. I detect a 62% chance of cold weather." He thought for a minute. He could build a fire, but who would protect him from his enemies? It was far away, but Fi was right. Night was coming and with it, it brought the freezing temperatures, even if it was humid during the day, the night was anything but.

Slowly getting to his feet, he began his treacherous journey back to the Sealed Grounds.

Nothing could stop this hero. Not the biggest enemy, not temptation, not even pain. But unfortunately, a little cold could. Hey, even heroes need a little break sometimes.