The Sunspire here comes a fierce battle between a king cobra and a honey badger

Somewhere between the start of her charge and the moment of impact, the black wolf found his feet and turned to receive her with his shoulder thrust outward and his jaws at the ready. With her head down, she didn't notice the danger until the last second, when her yellow eyes lifted. She could not react fast enough to avoid it.

His fangs slashed into her muzzle, shredding the bridge, and his leathery nose hit her square in the right eye. It swelled shut almost instantaneously. The impact jarred her, even dazed her a little, though she recovered quickly enough to give a final snap of her jaws before she leaped clear. Between her aching shoulder and the slippery ground, she tumbled somewhat but managed to keep her footing as she returned to the ledge below.

"Fuck you!" she spat from her relatively safe position. The right side of her face looked like ground meat, between her swollen eye and shredded cheek. "These are just flesh wounds!" Honey Badger screamed, sneering indignantly. Despite their sizes, he hadn't been able to deal her a serious blow, which she interpreted as victory. She was a trespasser, after all, and he hadn't even managed to properly punish her for her crime.

She squatted again, sprinkling more pungent urine on the mountainside. He would surely mark over it when she left but he would have a hard time erasing her scent entirely. With a final lift of her lip and quiet growl, Honey Badger began an unhurried retreat downhill. She might hasten her step if he gave chase, though she still refused to flee outright.