Oh, how the Goddess screams as the beast's earthen spike gouges her like a sword! How his breast bubbles with smug satisfaction as she falls, horrendously injured, to feed the worms in the ground! The titan's neck arches, pride radiating from him at his massive part played in felling yet another God. The shaking ground momentarily unbalances him and he crunches to his knees, skinning them, but quickly returns to all fours with barely a glance cast down at his now bleeding front limbs. The red dragon, having helped protect the horned filly, circles and returns to his master, landing heavily on the black's scarred quarters and nestling down with a pleased hiss and a flick of his spiked tail. Volterra doesn't quite know what possessed the crimson to help the young mare, when her only worth to him is how he can indulge his carnal lusts in her, yet he does not complain. She is alive, which means their little deal can continue.

His gaze travels to Isopia, who had landed the killing blow. He wonders how she feels about this; does it fit with the balance of the earth? He begins to move towards her, not realising she'd seen Vérzés protect Mirabella and read into it, not considering how she may react...closer he gets, congratulations bubbling onto his lips, when suddenly she turns to attend to the one-winged colt from earlier, who seems badly injured. Jealousy flares like a wildfire in the young stallion's chest, and he flattens his ears angrily for a moment. Who the hell is that boy to her? Friend, or - and oh, how the beast in him foams at the mouth at this notion - lover?

With his masculine pride momentarily wounded, the monolith turns back to the Earth God. His anger will soon pass - his volcanic temper always flares quickly then fades back down, and this will be no different. Isopia means too much to him for his sudden irritation at her to last. He is soon distracted from his tumlultuous thoughts by the giving out of the dead tiger's corpse. Again, Volterra misses out on most of the decent equipment as it is given instead to lessers, but a razor-sharp tiger's claw is flung towards him. His dragon immediately seizes it and tucks it in the stallion's mane along with the bear god's tooth, and the titan's mind flashes across all the uses he can come up with for such prizes.

With the fight at an end and the gifts dished out, the behemoth has little reason to remain. He nods to the Earth God, then turns to begin the long swim back to the mainland. ""