The day passed quickly for Hebe as she explored the facets of her power and discovered the more obvious aspects about being a dungeon. For one, her core was the equivalent to the ''heart'' of a normal beast and like any other monster it was her weakness. Unlike other monsters however, her core contained her soul as well, it was not evenly distributed throughout most of her body and focused in her nonexistent brain. The gaseous haze within the center of her pale-white pearl was her soul and her magic source combined. In other words, as Hebe was surprised to realize, her soul was inseparable from her magic and could even be said to be her magic from a certain standpoint. Just like other living beings, if she had her heart, or the dungeon core in this case, removed from her body, which comprised of the entire grand temple and its cloud, she would inevitably perish. More importantly, as Hebe was horrified to discover, since the soul being destroyed would cause the body to die and her magic was her soul, if Hebe ever completely spent the entirety of her magic she would die a tragic death moments later.


    If Hebe could sweat, buckets of salt water would have been filling the floor when she realized this disturbing fact. After all, not too long ago, Hebe had just spent an excessively large portion of her magical energy to successfully summon forth a much weaker version of the fountain in her foreign memories. What exactly would have happened to her if she had tried to force the issue and summon the exact fountain in her memories? Hebe would surely have died a dog''s death tens of times over...


    This realization stopped the rest of Hebe''s self-explorations as she understood the need for a system to measure her magical energy levels accurately lest she give in to the temptation of ''overspending'' her mana based on an inaccurate ''feel'' of the depth of magic it would take to perform any action. Such a system would allow her to recognize the quantitative amount that Hebe''s ''feelings'', born of a dungeon''s keen magical instincts, told her would be the cost to achieve her goals. Next time she would know just how much the sensation of magic within her body was and would ration it carefully!


    "Big sis?" Hebe asked urgently as soon as ''tomorrow'' had arrived.