The five adversaries stood confidently among their other comrades.

They had disgusting grins on their faces, a trait belonging to the Grinch's kin and subordinates.

A Goblin Chief.

A Full-plated Orc.

A Head Troll.

A Flying Imp.

A Green Giant.

Santa gave a condescending smile as he calmly analyzed the strengths and weaknesses his opponents.

He may have looked no more than a youth, but his true age was evident in the tactical manner in which he observed everyone.

"The mobs don't really pose a threat with their magnitude. They are all easily dealt with, and none of them have the strength to get beyond my barriers."

Ultimately, the only real threats were the Grinch's Managers. Santa knew better than to underestimate the Managers.

When it came to base ability, for instance, Santa was inferior to a few of his Managers in certain areas. For example, Noel's offensive and defensive abilities far exceeded his.

Ysphir was also another prime example.