The Gamer's Body and non-permanent damage

My mother had tried to bury me in lava and freeze me beneath layers of solid air to try and keep me safe from the Pandora Shell’s opening. It was a desperate thing, so much so that I could feel her dying in my arms. I felt the agonizing cold myself, but to someone without a body like mine, temperature extremes like this must have been…

The Gamer’s Body kept my flesh from breaking down under damage, keeping my wounds from really building upon one another or worsening. I didn’t need to worry about blood loss or not being able to use a broken limb or the effects of exposure; I took damage, possibly at regular intervals or as a continuous effect, and that was that. Even having been dipped in lava and frozen to far, far below zero, I’d be fine as soon as I was out, especially once I’d had a chance to heal myself—but my mother’s entire body must have been at risk of shutting down, her organs failing in the wake of the absurd changes in temperature. And with the amount of Aura she must have spent doing it, to say nothing of the fight beforehand…