Brakk and Godbolt's demon fought in a newly created ravine, tumbling over each other as gravity pulled them down a mountainside. Each punch caused a minor earthquake, and each time they struck the ground a new crater or crack in the earth was formed.
Brakk drove his fist into the creature's face, and it howled in pain as part of its skull gave way. It returned in kind with a knee to Brakk's huge groin, which enraged the giant further.
They'd crossed many miles, and were still only faintly visible from the original battlefield. Neither of them cared anymore.
Brakk stood and aimed his shoulder at the creature, diving forwards and pushing all his mass into where he guessed its ribs would be. It rolled him over and sat on his chest, striking him in the face with it's huge paw. It lowered its head for the headbutt, echoing the way it had killed Earl.
Brakk grunted and lifted his knees, throwing the creature off him and sending it tumbling over his head and further down the land. A crater appeared below it and become a lake of blood from where the ground had scratched the demon's hide.
Brakk kicked it hard in the side, and it rolled over. He drove his boot into its back. It spun around and grabbed Brakk's leg, flinging him sideways.
The two found themselves at the bottom of the huge hill, and in the ocean.
Brakk grabbed the creature by the shoulders and drove it down into the water, then stepped on its neck. He pushed all his weight downwards, keeping the demon underwater with all the might he possessed.
