White fire danced around me in frantic patterns, displaying what could only be described as the world's worst choreography. With it came an appreciable wave of heat — a welcome change considering the ball-freezing cold of this ice cavern.
'I don't even have to worry about frostbite!'
In fact, my coat was starting to feel less like protection and more like a sauna suit. But I kept it on anyway. The immolating holy fire wasn't going to stay active all the time — even if it could, I couldn't afford the essence cost. Sure, my spirit essence had grown by a whopping 1,200 points just from having sex with Kassie, but it wasn't bottomless. The well could still run dry.
Times like this, I had to mind my essence expenditure. It was basic finance, really. When your hustle finally starts paying off and you're pulling in more cash, that's not the time to go on a spending spree — you save more, spend less, build up that cushion.
