Gabriel wasn't feeling any safer, although the man had been defeated.
If he can simply crumble his Progenitor soul, then... he might feel a bit more safer but, not every dreams were meant to come true.
Jotham simply took everyone of them out of that area... leaving the Progenitor almost dead.
For a Progenitor, death meant nothing. As long as none of these two were destroyed from him... His souls or his heart! Then, even if a Progenitor was beaten to death, he'd always return.
Now, adding Jotham to their small number, they were much more capable of driving away enemies than they had been earlier. No one could understand Jotham's aspect of power, and they also did not make effort to ask.
"Jotham, you're no longer a Transcendent?" Tera wanted to inquire and the middle aged man smiled.