The parachute on her back, caught by the wind, whooshed open and descended with her.
The white parachutes floated in the sky, while the instructors' expressions remained as calm as still water.
Marie Gabriel glanced at Caroline Edwin, the flash of admiration in her eyes fleeting.
Coach Edwin's performance was truly noteworthy, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it exceedingly standard.
The speed of descent was fast.
Caroline Edwin gripped the equipment in her hands, spotting the ground below, and just before landing, she brought her legs together and softly touched down on an open lawn.
After landing, she rolled onto her side using her calf, knee, buttocks, back, and waist in succession, knowing that a buttocks-first landing could cause some damage to the spine.
The other three instructors also landed one after another without any ground direction.
Their postures were impeccable and decisive, their spirited appearances inspiring admiration.
