Ilse looked like she had run a marathon for three days straight without rest.
She shuddered and could barely stand on her feet. It was as though her weight was too much for her to carry.
I would understand that considering the fact that the sheer size of the body parts she had decided to burden herself with was beyond great.
She staggered back, but I moved there in time and held her by the waist, supporting her.
"How do you feel?"
I asked in a very gentle tone.
"I… my essence…" She struggled to put her words together properly.
A subtle frown fell on my face as I watched her.
It was clear to me from the beginning, not everyone had the pool of essence that I was fortunate to have. To top it all, I was capable of refilling mine in a very unexpected but effective manner. Brunhilde's fortitude was high, and she was of an equally high tier, this meant she was demanding a whirlwind of essence that Lady Ilse couldn't possibly easily meet.
