The Battle of Wolf and Bear

Girislav's Knight Order was still searching, looking for lone Beastmens, Barbarians, or Human Race slaves in the vicinity. To them, even if a lone knight from a giant dragon came along right now, they could treat him as a runaway slave.

"Careful, everyone. Something's not right here!" Facing a slightly broader path, the Great Mage issued a warning. The knights hurriedly drew the knightly longswords in their hands. Now that they were in the forest, everyone had dismounted and gone on foot. Compared with riding on horseback, this cost them mobility, but made defense much easier.

Very soon, within the crowd's line of sight, an enormous Frost-Wolf appeared. The knight leading them even nearly mistook it for some knight's War Bear. "Heh, with a build that big, Lord Belikov will definitely be delighted."

"There's something wrong with this thing. It may not be merely intermediate." The Senior Mage at the side was extremely wary of Totapara and added, "Go together. If we're slow, it's not certain who the prey will be!"

The knights formed up, charging straight at the Frost-Wolf with the Senior Knight as their spearhead, while the Great Mage behind them summoned more than twenty icicles in the air and sent them flying straight forward.

The icicles arranged themselves into a ring in the air, had only just flown over the knights' heads, and then plunged straight toward the Frost-Wolf.

Yet under the Knight Order's very eyes, the Frost-Wolf leaped directly, her hind paw stepping once on the Senior Knight's helmet. After her forepaws touched the lowest icicle in the ring, she drilled straight through the icicles, vaulted over the knights, and pounced right in front of the stunned Senior Mage.

The mage was frozen straight into a lump of ice in the process of being knocked flying.