Instead of nausea, the sickness manifested differently for Sera. Slowly she got more and more exhausted and slumped into the grass even more not being able to move her muscles very well. What the hell was happening, Sera had no idea, but she feared she hurt herself in some way going down. Either that or there were some weird particles in the foreign air making her tired, she didn't really know.

At that moment a light descended onto her and landed on her head. In just a little moment, her exhaustion faded away as if it didn't exist.
Surprised she opened her eyes and the light floated to her opened hand and hovered above it. Now that it was in her field of view, Sera noticed the light looked like a flame, flickering and dancing in a non-existent breeze. It was pretty, in a Sera-kind-of-way, so wild and fiery, but still very lovely.
The flame danced up her arm and down her other arm playfully as if it was attached to her, tickling Sera some as well making the girl laugh delighted.