Wolf let out a furious battle cry as he struck, his attack landing but it didn't seem to do anything, it didn't even faze the behemoth. "What the..?" He said in surprise, beginning to attack with a powerful combination of punches, each one looking deadly. Wolf widened his eyes to see that it was just nothing to his opponent, how could this even be possible? Within the blink of an eye, Wolf was grabbed an slammed into the ground,small grunts of pain made his consciousness evident. At that moment he understood what it meant to be truly weak, to fight your hardest and have it do nothing. Wolf attempted to get up, struggling to do so as he got to his feet, felt a strange trickle coming down his forehead. Bringing his gloved hand to the odd feeling he wiped before bringing his hand back and widening his eyes. A look of absolute rage appeared on the face of Wolf, his aura flickered before erupting into a dangerous burning red. "HOW DARE YOU DRAW BLOOD FROM A NOBLE!?" He shouted, his power hadn't risen though, he rushed the behemoth, striking with a powerful straight punch as he came from the side of Devastator.