Jake stared at the woman descending from the sky in awe.
Part of it was because of her beauty.
There was something almost otherworldly about her appearance, especially with her silver-white hair, cold blue eyes, and the strange blue flames coiling around her sword.
But more than her appearance, it was the feeling she gave him that caught his attention.
Jake couldn't explain it.
He didn't know how strong she actually was, nor could he even begin to estimate her true level, but his instincts were telling him that the difference between them was enormous.
'She's strong...'
The thought came naturally to him, and the more he looked at her, the more certain he became.
Whatever level she had reached, it was clearly far beyond anything he could currently imagine.
The gap was so wide that there was simply no point in comparing himself to her, let alone feeling jealous.
Jake could only watch as she continued descending from the sky, completely calm despite the raging Leviathan below.
