As Nick predicted, the battle flowed in favor of the mercenaries. The robed figures were elite members of their organization, but they had focused heavily on honing their infiltration skills above all other skills for their jobs. In comparison, mercenaries lived by their swords and were strong in close combat. Although their characters were questionable, the people Nick brought were skilled enough to have gotten accepted into Wolf’s Canine. 

The elite robed figures put up a good fight—they used the natural terrain to block the mercenaries from advancing as much as possible and tried to get rid of Nick first; yet, things didn’t go according to their plans. Nick was too strong. He wasn’t known for his fighting prowess in his group because he had been overshadowed by Til, but that simply was proof of Til’s monster-like abilities. All in all, Nick was skilled enough to be one of the top five fighters in Wolf’s Canine.

“Tch!” The robed figure’s leader clicked his tongue. He was annoyed that Nick had easily blocked a four-person joint effort to put him down. Although they still had the advantage in numbers, it didn’t seem like they would be able to defeat Nick easily....