The soaked ground failed to shake and tremble under the elephant's stomps and charges. It moved but Tilgron was no longer at any disadvantage, moving freely around the elephant.
In seconds, Tilgron shifted the tempo and skated directly into the towering foe. His claws latched onto the elephant's loose skin. His teeth sank in as well. But while he wasn't able to fully injure the massive beast, he had already done enough to claim victory.
Shivering, the elephant hurled its trunk into the tiger but failed to throw him. The elephant was forced to endure the sheer cold pouring into his bloodstream and body.
Thinking quickly, the elephant suddenly threw itself on its side. It prepared for impact, ready to either crush the tiger underneath or use the earth to roll back over. However, the elephant only managed to get off two feet. It was stuck leaning in the air, braced on the sides by icy pillars.
"I concede…" Lymba sighed, nodding and glaring at Zelsh.
