The woman was losing ground. Blood trickled down the wound on her arm and stained her white dress. Regardless, she fought on, unwilling to yield.

“Is that Melany?”

James stood in mid-air and watched the battle below.

The woman’s aura felt familiar. Without the slightest hesitation, he descended from the sky and landed steadily on the ground, yelling, “Stop right there!”

His voice boomed.

Hearing this, Melany and her opponent turned to look at James. When she saw him, Melany was dumbfou