Five days of relentless intercourse had produced a frankly absurd amount of Lothair's Ego essence inside me.
The volume alone was more than I can envision to have lingering around the depth of my soul. In fact, I was surprised that none of them even spill over and get lost in the wind.
Still, I expected that enhancing my Unspoiled Farsight with all of these essences should not be a huge issue.
I thought that I could just insert all of the essence into my Unspoiled Farsight, just like when you would use up all of the resources and experience with a single click upgrading your skill or equipment in a game.
But the reality was different.
The sheer volume was the problem. Unspoiled Farsight pushed back the moment I tried to feed the full mass of essence in at once, and the pressure that built up along the boundary of my soul was not something I could brush off.
It was not painful, not yet, but there was a quality to it that reminded me of a fracture that had not quite broken.
