"He's doing fine for now, that's a relief," WhiteFrost mumbled to herself, her voice mingling with roars of beasts and the battle cries of the students. Although WhiteFrost was still engaged in battle with the two mountains of flesh that the White-haired man had called his father and brother, she could still split her focus between the ongoing fight and her enemies. By splitting her focus, she saw that the main target of this entire mess was holding his ground relatively well.
Better than most of the students. Like Purplespeedy's audience, even she was left confused as to how the red-haired boy was switching weapons from thin air so easily, but that was a mystery that would be solved later because for now, she still needed to deal with these monstrosities. However, just then, WhiteFrost saw someone.
