The wolf leaps back from Ingvar's blow, its courage abandoning it as it feels its lifeblood seeping from its body.
It twists and ducks but the second swing takes a chunk of skin from its shoulder.
Its feeble swipes are more defensive as its tries to find a place to flee and the hunter closes the beast down, trying to pin it for a killing blow.

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No wounds on Ingvar this round