Assessing the situation, Tirren was confident that he and his partner could handle it. Hearing his parnter voice his reply with a chuckle, Tirren reponded while wearing a small grin, "Good, because I have a plan. You got to the ri---". Before he could finish he was cut off by a cloud of dust and another student emerging from the dust. The new comer asked something along the lines of how about two hands before he proceeded to kill the closest Grimm with his shield. Watching the new arrival, Tirren muttered quietly to himself, "Guess I need a new plan."

Still watching the newest arrival to the party Tirren failed to notice the charging Beowolves, until it was to late to really do much besides pool his aura for protection. However, no strike came instead his partner barreled into two of the Grimm stopping them, and slowing the others. Tirren watched as the other two Beowolves scampered back and regrouped. Taking a moment to think, he heard his partner tell the other about how he (Tirren) was too injured to run. "I'm fine," Tirren said loud enough for them to hear. It was at that moment that the two Beowolves from earlier decided to charge, following thier lead Tirren charged as well.

Spinning past the first Beowolf, Tirren leaped over the second using it's own paw as a platform to gain more air. Descending towards the second's neck he shoved blade into it. Then flipped over his rapier and placed his feet on the Grimm's back only to push off a second later with a firm grip on his weapon, ripping it free. In the air Tirren reverted Fate's Quill to quill form and opened Fate's Grimoire as he landed. 

Dipping the quill in the black dust-ink on his waist he said to his partner, "I'll hold the alpha in place and you kill it, okay?" Then to the late arrvial he asked, "Think you can clean up the leftovers?" Not waiting for a reply from either he began to write. Black chains began to form held together by a teal aura, with a final stroke of the quill they wrappped around the alpha. 

"Hurry this is taxing on my aura."