For the following hours, the party went through the monotonous task of slaying the legion of wolves.
The Tames took as many last hits as possible, every one of them earning their second Class.
Even Felix was close, lacking only a single Level. He would take priority on their first Sub-Boss.
They didn't run into any trouble until they made it to the back of the line. The last 60 or so wolves realized what was happening and separated.
It became an actual battle instead of a one-sided massacre with them not being packed together.
Even so, with the massive increase in Levels they'd experienced, the party managed to get by with just a few light injuries. Of course, those had been healed by Geth shortly after.
'I need to learn everyone's Classes and new abilities.'
It was becoming difficult to control the battlefield. Even though they worked well as a group, some of the Skills used caused more harm than good.