Sunspire Mountains And should the sky be filled with fire and smoke

A flame to the darkness, like two elements crashing together. They both ventured to the edge, swords clashing and growls emerging, and pushed themselves back to the frontlines of the earth. She could feel his fangs clash amongst her pelt, and likewise did try to collide her fangs to his flesh, tugging and pulling.

Though their clash couldn't last forever, and she tried to use her mass to push him down. Her head downwards, fangs clasped shut and a singular dart toward his head to push downwards in a fashion of defeat. She hoped enough force could bring the gray titan downwards for the kill (win).