The white color continued to spread until every strand of Jake's hair had turned completely pure white, glowing faintly under the residual light in the dark water.
Then, without warning, his limp body moved.
Instead of floating helplessly, Jake's posture straightened.
His feet planted firmly against the water pressure as if the crushing depths no longer held the same weight over him.
The two Drowned Stalkers flinched slightly at the sudden change.
Jake's eyes opened.
Beautiful golden irises shone with a soft, steady radiance, no longer dimmed by exhaustion or the lack of oxygen.
The glow within them was calm, clear, and strangely refined… yet his expression remained completely emotionless.
He slowly raised one hand and looked at it in silence.
"…"
Then, without a word, he turned his head and fixed his glowing golden eyes on the two Drowned Stalkers.
