Wolf had his eyes on the fire boy, he managed to dodge a few of the attacks from the plethora of fireballs, getting hit in the face by a high density one. Wolf shielded his eyes from the jet's light, as soon as it opened fire, Wolf without problem took the attacks, the bullets penetrated but it was as if he couldn't feel them, they exited his body as if to be forced out and his bullet wounds closed. He reached for the closest thing next to him, a car, he grabbed hold of it and threw it toward the jet as if it were as light as a softball.