Derek vs Angel, ability [instinct]

Two days later.

Derek stood in the wide hall. The floor, wall, and lofty ceiling were ivory white, and the bright light adorning the ceiling illuminated even the smallest corners.

Silver mist swirled around him as he gazed at his opponent, who stood tens of meters away from him, holding a strange gun. The face-off was deadly as they were both masters of their paths, though the atmosphere confused Jake, who was watching from a see-through glass from an elevated platform close to the ceiling.

Holding the gun was an incredible beauty with white hair which cascaded down her back, a pair of magnetic ruby eyes, and an alluring shape, which was accentuated by the short skirt which barely reached her knees giving Derek a clear view of her smooth white thighs.

Thigh-high black boots that wrapped around her shapely leg adorned her long legs, making her grow a few inches taller.