It wasn't the first time Wolf had been stabbed in his life. Working as the leader of a street gang during his rise through the underworld, he had been through this exact situation a few times before.
However, a concealed weapon was a dangerous variable. If a fighter knew they were going up against an armed opponent, they would usually tweak their fighting style to compensate, but he had never fought against someone who hid a retractable blade in the very tip of their boots.
Thankfully, because the mechanism needed to remain hidden inside the footwear, the blade protruding from the toe was rather small. The cut wasn't too deep into the muscles of Wolf's arm, and with the adrenaline surging through his system, he could still move it without losing function.
