Now that she was standing in front of him and had plenty of time to eyeball his body, the Nephilim woman became aware of the most obvious change in the boy: his height.
Nine days earlier, he was only reaching around her shoulders and she had to look down to meet his gaze. The puny teenager was more boy than man.
Now Anaphiel didn't have to look down. Like most Sorcerers with a powerful Life Spark and a powerful physique she was tall for a woman and could still grow. She was still taller than Ikaris but she was only an inch or two taller. And obviously, the teenager was still young. His growth spurt was far from over.
"So. What Talent Rating do you want to officially flaunt?" She asked him while smoothing out the folds of her form-fitting black dress to hide her fluster.
Ikaris didn't think twice and asked her right back,
"What is the proportion of D, C, B and A-Talents among the new applicants?"
