Fenrir was quick, but it could not dodge forever, and soon one of the golems landed a solid blow, sending him on a tumbling trail. Fenrir snarled as it stopped tumbling, its eyes were blazing with fury, and the purple flames that seemed otherworldly as much as its appearance burned larger as its eyes tightened.
It leaped to its feet, lashing out with its razor-sharp claws. The golems immediately tried to dodge, but Fenrir was not of a comprehensible caliber to them when it came to speed, and it managed to land several blows, carving deep furrows in its stone armor.
The golems seeing the sudden increase in sharpness of the Fenrir's movement and attack slammed their fist into the ground again but this time in intermittent unison, the wolf last balance but instead sprang back with its eyes fixated on the golems.
With a fierce roar, Fenrir charged forward with its claws glinting in the rays of light.
