The students watched the sobbing figure of Ethan in the distance. All around the boy were the semi transformed figures of dead Werewolves that he had slain. Some with the help of Hermes' magic tools and others he had done using his sun skills.
The boy had been sobbing throughout the task he had taken upon himself, and at some point when he had gone to kill the the second Werewolf, he had held unto his spear and remained inactive for so long that his friends had thought the boy had given up his task.
That was before Ethan had snapped, summoned a sword from his enchanted space and started slashing and cutting the Werewolves madly. The sword had been incomparably Sharp and with every swing of Ethan's blade, the sword had slashed through space itself and sliced through the Werewolf like hot knife through butter.
