Jacob instantly assumed a stance similar to the one that Heimdall had used earlier, he raised his fists to his face, mimicking Heimdall. His face was expressionless as he now looked like a boxer.
But unlike Heimdall, who had forged the skill from scratch. Jacob copied the ability and refined it to the highest level of execution.
He didn't need to punch through the air to charge up the attack. All the theatrics weren't necessary because he had complete control over the impact of his punches.
His fists turned red, and then a small frame erupted from his knuckles, but they didn't seem to hurt him at all.
Heimdall opened his eyes, both confused and amazed at what Jacob was doing. This was the first time the young man saw Heimdall open both of his eyes at once.
His pupils were grayish in color, if one didn't know any better, they would have thought Heimdall was blind, but the opposite was the case, as he could see even more clearly than most people.
