With coordination that would normally be far outside the capabilities of these constructs, three of the wolves split from the pack and intercept you before you can close with the bear and with unnatural strength they leap towards you as one. The first impales itself upon your greatsword, expiring with eerie silence as the Ulgu in your blade disrupts the spells that animate and bind it, but a second rakes filthy claws along your arm, and to your shock the claws sink through your magical armour and open long, bloody gashes in your forearm. It had absorbed some of the impact, or you'd have been clawed to the bone, but you've just figured out what at least part of the other spells present are doing. The third creature went for your steed, and if whatever passes for its mind is capable of confusion, it must surely be confused now as it dangles by its jaws from the uncaring Shadowsteed's neck.
[Mathilde vs Wolves Round 2: 57+26=83 vs 81+10=91]
[Mathilde vs Wolves Round 3: 94+26=120 vs 59+10=69]