The Pit members and Wolf were having next to no trouble dealing with the students. They had to be a bit more careful due to the equipment being used, but the students were clearly rough around the edges when it came to actual combat.
At certain moments, the weapons turned out to be more of a hindrance than a help, with a noticeable bit of hesitation accompanying each swing.
And then there was Wolf himself. He could sense the exact moment any of his members were in trouble, and his presence alone was enough to make an approaching group of students back off.
He stood still for a moment, analyzing the situation with sharp eyes, his focus cutting straight through the crowd of students.
"Hmm… all of these students, they're F-ranks. I was hoping for E-ranks so our people could get a bit more experience," Wolf muttered under his breath.
