The Demonic Wolf was not low like Franz. Instead, it was keeping itself tall and domineering on all of his 8 legs. In addition, the Wolf also somehow provoked Franz. Even though it wasn't doing anything in particular, just looking at it made Franz a little pissed off.
Within a second both the wolf and Franz covered the distance between them. Just as Franz raised his spear to stab, the wolf raised its paws to do the same. However, by this point, Franz wasn't focusing on his opponent anymore. He was looking behind the wolf at the larger one. The thing still hadn't moved.
Sequence 7 Nightmare: They can pull opponents into dreams, but they cannot move. Of course! Such a stupid creature wouldn't think that it could move in a dream! I'm in a dream!
Quickly pivoting on his heel, Franz jumped to his left side just as the Demonic Wolf swung down with its claws, so hard that it made a sonic boom.
Crouching away from his opponent now, Franz quickly thought of how to escape the dream. He did not need to think for long though as a sharp pain suddenly occurred on his fingers. Just as the pain started, it vanished, and with it the scene of the wolf turning its head at him.
Franz opened his eyes and he was standing in his original spot, right where he and the Demonic Wolf started to charge at each other. However, the ugly thing was not in its original spot anymore, but mere feet away from Franz with its mouth open. It seemed like within the time that Franz was pulled into a dream and forced himself to awaken, the Demonic Wolf had covered the extra space between them and was now attacking the recently awakened body.
Without much thought - mostly guided by his intuitions stemming from the Warrior potion - Franz raised his spear at the open mouth of the wolf and stabbed. The sound the spear made as it entered the mouth of the animal was sickening, yet also somehow quite relieving.
In an enormous jerk, the wolf swung its body away from Franz, taking the spear with it. With a massive stab wound in its muzzle, the creature was incredibly dazed and not paying attention to Franz anymore.
As calmly as possible, Franz raised his right hand toward the animal and injected his spirituality into his cloak. Just as he did so, a small fire started to blaze in his hand. It got longer and whiter, and after a couple seconds it took the form of a fiery spear. Blazing Spear! One of the fire spells of the Robe of Flame!
With a thought from Franz, the spear propelled itself towards the wolf stomach.
Yes! This is mine! I win!
To Franz's dismay however, the spear did not hit the stomach of the wolf. Instead, it veeled off course and into the creature's hind legs and exploded as it did so.
God damn it. Well what did I expect? I never exactly had much practice with shooting magical fire before so…
With a slight tsk, Franz waved his right hand one more time. If he failed at aiming himself, he would let his spirituality do it for him.
5 small fireballs suddenly burst to life around Franz and took shape. Fire Raven! This spell allowed the caster to launch his attacks with much more control, and even allowed tracking!
With a small pop, the ravens shot off and into the wolf that was now trying to run away from the fight. It didn't matter though. With the auto-locking feature of the Fire Ravens, they exploded all over the animal's face, successfully decapitating it.
Unexpectedly, a small sensation sounded in the back of Franz's head. It was a premonition of danger, guiding Franz to duck.
Good thing he did.
In the battle with the smaller wolf, Franz had forgotten about the larger one.
A massive paw swung over Franz, right where his head had been a moment before. Though it did not make a sonic boom like the smaller wolves attack did, the swing still had enough strength that Franz knew he would've gotten badly injured if it had hit.
Mentally shaking his head, Franz pulled off the greatsword he had on his back and brandished it at the Demonic Wolf. He had just killed its partner, and it was going down too.
In response to Franz the wolf made a strange gurgling sound and suddenly expanded its back. Quickly and horrifyingly, 4 tentacle-like limbs sprouted straight out of the monster's back and into the sky, reaching a solid 3 meters before stopping.
Ugh. I forgot these guys can do that. It's going to get so annoying to get close…
At that thought, Franz's mouth slowly broke into a grin. Using the Illusion Creation powers of his ring, he made his whole greatsword invisible. This clearly shocked the stupid animal as its eyes went wide and it slightly backed off.
Yes!
Grinning even wider now, Franz raised his left hand and pointed at the wolf. As it focused on the hand, Franz snapped his fingers and cast an illusion: sound. In a moment, a massive noise sounded right behind the wolf.
Completely caught off guard, it whipped around and attacked the air with all of its tentacles. A second or two passed while it attacked nothing, so it stopped and started to turn around. But it was already too late.
A Crimson Spear shot straight into the wolves neck and exploded on contact, nearly decapitating the creature. As it concluded, the wolf's body started to bubble and mutate slightly, an obvious sign of losing control. Even though Franz hadn't had a lot of experience with combat in the world of LoM, he had planned in the middle of the fight what to do if either creature started to lose control.
Using the Fire Jump ability of his ring, he instantly morphed right next to the wolf, greatsword in a high stance. With a strong swing he brought the weapon down onto the animal's neck. Then, as an extra precaution, he swung it through the animal's whole body horizontally. But since the hide was extremely tough it took a couple swings.
Finally, when it was all done, Franz jumped away from the carcass and raised his hands. Summoning a Giant Fireball, he didn't even wait to compress it a lot before throwing it at the dead wolf with a great explosion.
At long last, when Franz saw that the whole body was nearly completely eviscerated, he collapsed onto his ass and breathed out a huge sigh of relief.
Holy shit. What a fight.