The Results of Training - Part 4

Again, Kaya's punches flew. No matter how many times he punched, there seemed to be endless targets for him to throw at. It was a role that neither Jorah nor Karesh could have fulfilled. With two fists, unencumbered, he was faster than both of them, able to keep a good few enemies stalled all at once.

Oliver imagined short blades on the edges of his gauntlet's fists, and he shuddered. With a true weapon augmenting his gauntlets, each of those wolves that he struck would have been killed. He was holding back nearly eight of them with merely the armour of his gauntlets alone. It was a shocking thing to witness.

"Incredible," Verdant said with admiration. "To think that the battlefield would find a use for even that."

"It was Jorah that found it," Oliver said. "He arranged this battle plan around both of their strengths."