Godzilla charged at Cthulhu once again, tearing up the land beneath his feet as his larger opponent responded in kind. When they met, a sonic boom ripped out across the island, knocking over several clumps of trees and almost shattering Elsa's column. She almost fell, but her feet stuck to the icy surface and held her there as she watched Godzilla push a clawed hand at Cthulhu's face and went to hit him with the boulder. Cthulhu knocked his arm aside and punched Godzilla in the face, sending a chunk of blood flowing, and followed up with a swipe at his side that made Godzilla yell in pain.

Anger blazing in her eyes, Elsa leapt from the column, an ice slide that she rode to the ground and rushed into the fray, conjuring up a large spear that was easily the size of a house above her. When she got to within striking distance of the two behemoths (Cthulhu had his hands around Godzilla's throat and had forced him onto his knees), she threw her arms forward and the spear embedded itself in his leg. Cthulhu roared in pain, instinctively releasing Godzilla, who then threw himself into Cthulhu, lifting him off the ground and carrying him like a sumo wrestler would another for a few hundred feet and then threw him to the ground. A cloud of dust and debris obscured the gigantic bipedal cephalopod, but Godzilla remained nearby. Elsa was moving over behind him, hopping from ice column to ice column.

Something moved within the cloud of dust. Godzilla withdrew a couple of paces, his burning blue eyes watching as a shape became visible. It was … wings! They flapped loudly, dissipating the dust and tossing loose debris from the ground in all directions. Elsa halted about a hundred metres away, almost feeling like she would have slipped on her own ice as she stared up at the mountain of fury that now stood, glaring furiously at Godzilla.

Cthulhu reached down and, with a loud grunt, yanked out the ice spear. "It will take more than your beloved's spear to hinder me, Godzilla!" he snarled, tossing and catching it in mid-air so now he held it like a weapon.

He lunged at Godzilla with a speed that belied his larger form, jumping atop the lizard and pinning him down with a hand around his neck. Godzilla was stunned, but managed to hold Cthulhu's arm in place as he went to stab him with the spear. Both began to overpower the other into submission, thinking of and only of winning and defeating, no, killing their enemy. The world around them was non-existent now. All that mattered between these two gods was that one of them came out on top.

Elsa looked on, having recovered from the surprise. She had been startled by Cthulhu's sudden lunge at Godzilla and now watched trying to force the other into submission.

I have to help! Godzilla can't do this alone! Her mind raced.

She leapt forward, this time conjuring up an ice slide and she slid down it barefoot and standing up with the speed and grace of an experienced ice-skater in a tournament. The end of the slide pointed up, and when she reached it, she leapt into the air, propelling herself with a blast of wind, and threw her arms out before her. A wave of ice shot out from her hands and wrapped itself around Cthulhu's leg and side, making him roar in pain.

That got him! Elsa thought.

Her little ecstatic moment was short lived as Cthulhu glared at her, growling a deep growl from within himself. Elsa gulped.

The gigantic beast dove at her. She screamed and propelled herself back with a strong blast of him whilst firing a cloud of ice at Cthulhu's face. It hit him, but even with his eyes wincing and the ice cutting him across his cheeks and the tentacles, he kept on coming. Elsa willed another column behind her, but no sooner did she land than a fist the size of a house smashed it to pieces and sent her flying into the patch of vegetation below that had so far survived the fight.

She landed hard on the branches, their sharp ends digging into her sides and legs. One cut her shoulder, but she ignored it. She went to climb out of the foliage but froze (not literally, a surprise given her abilities) in terror when she saw Cthulhu climbing over to her area, his massive form almost taking up her entire peripheral vision. His eyes blazed with fury. This little human queen persisted in hurting him. She still wished to fight alongside the most dangerous creature on this earth, and for what reason?! Well, he was going to finish her off first.

Elsa frantically freed herself and began to climb down the tree, catching hold of branches, though she cut herself up more as she went. The little daylight above, as the clouds had not moved on, was blocked out as she neared the ground, but she dared not look up, fearing that it would make her panic and give him a chance to squash her (she also did not want to lose her grip and land hard and risk breaking any bones).

A loud roar from above knocked her the last couple of metres to the ground. The light that had been blocked out reappeared, and as she picked herself up, she heard, and felt, a loud rumble that sounded like something heavy was being thrown or pushed. Though she could not see it, she knew Godzilla was responsible.

He always has my back she thought, pausing for a moment and feeling a sharp stab of pain run up her abdomen. She checked the old wound, glad it had not reopened and started bleeding. I have to be careful.

It was a simple, but deadly reminder of her own mortality. She had no thick hide or powerful fire breath or even the size or anything like that to keep her alive. Despite being able to do things no other human could do, she was still human, and an injured one at that. It was a miracle she had lasted this long, but if she and Godzilla failed, then both of them would no doubt meet a grisly end.

We can't give up! Determination came rushing back. The clouds overhead flashed with lightning within them. Not now! We have to stop him.

And they would. There was nothing else they could do.

At the crater, Anna and Kristoff watched the fight re-commence. Godzilla had managed to pull Cthulhu back by his leg, but his bigger opponent quickly turned the tables by kicking him hard in the face so hard it probably knocked out a tooth. That sent the lizard down with a cry/roar of pain and Cthulhu had gotten up and was now standing over Godzilla. With one hand, he grabbed him around the throat and tossed him part of the way back in their direction, though they saw him wince in pain with the shoulder that Godzilla had previously blasted with his atomic breath. Cthulhu stepped over to the fallen lizard, the ice spear still in his hand, ready to use it to … stab? Cut? Rip out his eyes? Who knew what, but the two humans, and reindeer, knew it would not be good.

Suddenly, a large ice chain seemed to shoot up out of the ground and wrapped itself around Cthulhu's arm. Another materialized on the other side of him and wrapped itself around his other arm and held it down (the second made him growl in pain). Anna felt a spark of hope within her replace the feeling of fear that had been present when Godzilla had been knocked down.

Elsa's still alive! She's still fighting!

But … Her face fell a little in realization. She could still get hurt. Cthulhu could still do … who knows what to her.

It was true. As she and Kristoff watched Cthulhu's head follow something on the ground in front of him – they could not see because of the distance and now jagged form of the topography – they watched him break free of one of the chains and lunge at the ground. It appeared he missed as he tried to reach out but was held back by the other chain. Another cloud of blue and white hit him in the face, but he shook it off and ripped the chain around his arm with his other hand and stood up.

"Oh no!" Anna cried. "What are we gonna do?!"

"I don't know what we can do," Kristoff said, looking on with an anxious expression as Cthulhu rose to his full height, knocking aside what looked to be another ice spear with ease.

"W-we have to do something, Kristoff!" Anna said to him, her tone almost frantic.

The ground shook as they saw Godzilla pick himself up. For a brief moment, they caught a glimpse of his face. The snout had a noticeable trace of blood across it and he looked like he was trying to repress an expression of pain as he got to his feet. Cthulhu paused then got into a pose, ready to jump at him again. The gigantic lizard stood as tall as he could, though the two Arendelle folks far behind his form, and likely Elsa probably standing before him somewhere as well, could see him slightly hunched over and one of his legs was bent slightly at the knee. Godzilla did not look too good, and while Cthulhu was not exactly as strong or imposing as he had been, Anna and Kristoff knew that the cephalopod still held the upper hand in this clash.

"Look like Godzilla's still in this fight," Kristoff remarked with a hopeful tone.

Maybe they could still win, somehow still find and snatch hold of the metaphorical light at the end of the tunnel. They had been in this situation before with the Kraken and Battra and Megaguirus, they could do it again here. Third time's the charm, right?

The two heard Sven snorting and calling for them close behind. They turned and saw him indicating in the direction of the mountain nest. Through the clouds, they saw Mothra's form slowly, and it looked like she was struggling, land on a small mound near the mountain and limp her way towards it. Even from this distance, they knew she was still weak, she could probably hardly keep herself standing from healing Godzilla and flying them back here.

Sven made a noise at Kristoff, who shushed him. "I know, buddy. I know." He said. Another grunt from the reindeer. "You're right, we should head back."

"Head back?!" Anna said, flabbergasted. "Kristoff, Elsa's out there! She needs out help!"

"Anna, be realistic. What can we do?" Kristoff pointed out as the two goliaths resumed their fight; Cthulhu grappling with Godzilla and trying to put him in a chokehold. "We can't do anything to help her out ourselves,"

Anna wanted to argue back, to reprimand him, to curse at him. How could he abandon his queen, his friend, her sister?! She had saved them multiple times before; she deserved their help! She needed it.

But she stopped herself. Whilst it annoyed her, she knew he was right. They had nothing capable of standing up to Cthulhu, and with two practical gods clashing and rolling around they were certain to get squished or stepped or be dealt some other grisly fate. Elsa would be too busy trying to keep them safe, so the risk for her meeting such an end was high too. They would just be putting themselves in danger unnecessarily.

Before we had Arendelle or other humans or even other titans to help us Anna thought. We're really on our own here.

She gave in and climbed onto Sven after Kristoff and the reindeer took off back into the jungle towards Mothra's nest. As they disappeared into the undergrowth, Anna glanced back over her shoulder at the fight.

Elsa, please, please, please don't die!

"Alright, there we go!"

Satisfied with himself, Olaf stepped back from the egg, which was still wrapped in silk, though most of it was now free from the sticky substance, only held in place by a few strands attached to the ceiling. The Baby Mothra looked over the egg of its unborn sibling curiously, its antennae nuzzling the surface soothingly as if hoping to feel what the larvae might be feeling inside. Olaf giggled.

It's like a mother to a child he thought, and spoke aloud.

"That's actually not bad, Olaf," Belvera said, walking back over from the entrance.

The little snowman nodded in thanks. "So, Baby Mothra might be able to pick it up and carry it out of here." He said, then looked up at her with a perplexed expression. "Do you think Mothra will be mad at us if we try to take it somewhere safe?" he inquired.

As if on cue, the ground outside rumbled. Something big sounded like it had landed nearby. For a moment, the Mu woman and the snowman looked over at the entrance and then shared a worried expression. Was the fight between Godzilla and Cthulhu heading back in their direction? If so, then they would have to get the egg out of the nest as soon as possible.

Something big ambled into the entrance, and they breathed a sigh of relief as Mothra staggered over. The gigantic moth had to hug the wall as she went to keep herself from falling face-first into the nest floor. Atop her head, Moll and Lora sat, both wearing anxious looks, fearing that the moth was going to collapse into a heap at any moment. When they saw Belvera in the cave near Olaf, they went wide-eyed.

"Belvera?!" they gasped loudly. Even Mothra paused in shock upon seeing the tiny Mu woman standing before her. "What are you doing here?"

Olaf stepped forward jovially. "Oh, she's been helping me get the egg ready to get it out of here," he said.

The two sisters on the gigantic moth's head shared an uncertain glance with one another. Their sister? Helping to remove the egg of Mothra from the cave? Why? She had proven in the past that she had wanted to harm them and Mothra, and likely any of her offspring. The last time they had seen her in the Southern Isles was more than enough proof of that. Who knew if she was not planning anything devious here.

Mothra let out a noise akin to a human exhale made when exhausted. The flying to and ambling into the nest had worn her out. She felt like she was going to fall over sideways and pass out. Being as gentle as she could, she lowered her head to the ground and Moll and Lora slid down to the floor, then the moth walked over to the egg, nuzzling against her young baby soothingly before rubbing her antennae against the egg to check it was okay.

"Belvera, why are you doing this?" Moll inquired, approaching her elder sibling.

Belvera sighed heavily. "Because I know what you have done with Mosura restoring Godzilla," she said, giving them a hard look. "I don't agree with it at all, but … but Father will not let this slide. I want to get her and you both to somewhere safe with the Arendellians."

Again, her two younger siblings exchanged a look, though it was more surprised than anything else. Whilst Belvera had been a lot less hostile, even somewhat like her old self ever since they arrived – she had even helped protect them for goodness sake – they still had some doubt. Then again, given the current circumstance (the mountain rumbled again, followed by a distant roar that was enough to make Mothra and Baby Mothra look in the direction of the entrance anxiously) they had not much choice.

Lora spoke up. "Belvera, if Father knows you have helped us and he beats Godzilla, you know he will come for you too."

She nodded grimly, eyes falling to look at the floor for a moment in resignation of the fact. "If he does, I'll deal with him. You'll all leave. No, Moll! Don't try to argue with me. I will deal with him if he comes for us."

The two sisters wanted to protest, but saw better of it. Now was not the time to argue; they had to get the egg out of the chamber and off the island and far away, as far away as they could.

"But how will we get the egg off the island?" Lora asked, walking past them and looking up at the two gigantic moths, the larger of them now laying on the ground and breathing deeply, trying to get her strength back. "Mosura is in no condition to fly more, let alone with a large cargo."

"Me and Belvera thought of Baby Mothra flying the egg and us out of here with Anna and Elsa and Kristoff and Sven," Olaf said, walking back over to the egg wrapped in silk, having to skirt around the now resting moth titan. "She's big enough to carry it, it's only half her size." He added, waving his arm as it as if presenting it to the girls for the first time.

Moll and Lora looked at each other, then at Baby Mothra, who was now looking back in their direction as if sensing their own feelings at the prospect of the Baby Mothra having to pick up the egg of its unborn brethren and fly it off the island. It looked back at its mother, then back at the girls. They could see the doubt in its eyes, the internal fear, the struggle to comprehend that it would actually need to do something like this, even though it was less than a week old.

It was something neither the girls nor the snowman would wish upon anyone or anything, especially so young.

Belvera stepped forward. "Only problem is the Mosura youngling [Baby Mothra] cannot fly."

As if accentuating her point, Baby Mothra opened up and flapped her wings, trying to lift herself up a little from the floor, but she barely got more than a few metres above the surface before falling back down. She let out a noise akin to one a human would make when annoyed at not being able to do something.

Belvera shared another look with her sisters. This was going to be an issue.

With another motion of her arms, Elsa threw out a cloud of ice and snow at Cthulhu, but he – having knocked Godzilla back – saw it coming and swiped it away with a flick of his arm. Elsa ran back from the gigantic titan as he stomped after her, hoping to flee into a nearby forest, but all surrounding vegetation had literally been squashed flat or ripped from the ground by the fight. She quickly found herself trapped by a pile of rocks. Panic filled her as she spun round, craning her neck up to meet Cthulhu's intimidating gaze with her terrified expression. He glared down at her, now just a few steps from the Arendelle Queen, who looked more like an insect from his perspective, one he would be glad to squish flat.

A large dark form lunged at him, grabbed him with a clawed hand and pulled the gigantic cephalopod titan back so fast he barely had time to react. Godzilla clasped his other hand around the tentacles on Cthulhu's head to try and pull him to the ground, but his opponent swiped his arm aside and simultaneously swung a punch at the lizard that sent him stumbling back, momentarily stunned.

"Abomination!" Cthulhu hissed as he struck Godzilla in the side, opening a wound and cracking a dorsal plate.

Suddenly, a something cold and sharp slammed into Cthulhu's back and he roared out in pain. He looked over his shoulder to see a huge shard of ice lodged in his muscular shoulder blade.

Elsa!

That little parasite! That human! Oh, he was going to-

Godzilla, having recovered from the injury dealt to him, turned his body and swung his tail as hard as he could into Cthulhu, knocking him down with a sickening THWACK that sent the beast reeling onto a rocky plateau. Below, Elsa rushed onto a newly formed 'hill' (if one were to call a section of the earth raised up by the titans stepping a hole through the ground a hill) and, with another wave of her arm, conjured up a layer of ice beneath Cthulhu's body. Large ice chains materialised from the ice and wrapped themselves around his arms and legs and held him in place. Godzilla marched over with a look of fury and triumph, his cracked dorsal plates beginning to glow the all-too familiar blue along with his eyes.

C'mon, get him, Godzilla Elsa mentally told herself as said gigantic lizard came to a halt right over him, planting his foot hard on Cthulhu's abdomen.

Cthulhu, however, was ready for him. Using all his strength, he broke free of the chain around his right arm, seized it before it dissipated, and then swung it like he was using a whip at Godzilla's face. The move caught him by surprise and he let out a cry of pain, clasping his hands around his eye as he stumbled back a few feet [by his measurements]. Cthulhu ripped the other chains off him and shot to his feet, knocking them away.

Godzilla growled a heavy growl, anger blazing in his eyes. He charged at Cthulhu almost recklessly, reaching out to grab him around the neck and force him down, but Cthulhu was ready. He grabbed both of Godzilla's hand and yanked him forward whilst launching a headbutt. With a sickening THUD/CRACK that made Elsa wince, she saw Godzilla stagger backwards in a daze. His snout looked like it had been flattened a bit, but the suddenness of the move made him lose all focus, and probably all feeling and maybe a tooth or two in it. He did not even let out a cry or roar of pain, it had been that quick. Cthulhu followed up with a hand grabbing Godzilla around the throat and, almost effortlessly as he had done before, lifted him up and choke slammed into the island so hard it made the island bounce and knocked Elsa off her feet.

God, I hope he's okay. She thought as she picked herself up, brushing dirt from her tattered dress.

It felt like he had slammed Godzilla right through the earth into the ground. As she pulled herself up to the top of the rock crevice, she saw Cthulhu on top of Godzilla, now doing to him what Godzilla had hoped to do to him. Both of his large hands were clasped around Godzilla's throat, his thumbs pushing hard into his larynx. Godzilla tried to force him off but was met with a swift punch to the face.

"False god!" Cthulhu seethed at him. "You do not deserve to live. Nor do you dare to associate with her or the humans."

Godzilla, struggling to keep himself from passing out, glared back at Cthulhu. And you do?

Cthulhu let out a low chuckle. "I know what is best. You should have done before." He slammed Godzilla's head into the ground, pushing down harder on his throat. "She would have done too, but … she will fall, just as you will this day."Godzilla glared angrily, his blue eyes turning back to that deep hue. He tried to light up his fire breath, but Cthulhu backhanded him once again and stood up, slamming his foot onto his neck and making Godzilla let out a weak cry. He tried to claw at and pull Cthulhu's foot off, but his larger opponent just pushed down harder, growling in a content way at seeing his enemy powerless, hopeless, entirely at his mercy like a real god to a sinner.

And now for the fini-

A sharp pain exploded across the back of his head and he jumped, roaring in a mixture of surprise and pain. Looking behind him, trying to stay upright at the same time, he saw Elsa on the ground, a firm expression locked on him, her arm outstretched with her hand open as if it were a kind of challenge. Cthulhu, pulling out the shard of ice she had lodged in his lower back, turned to meet her, ready to fight. Elsa, now feeling less confident, withdrew a few paces.

Oh shit, maybe that wasn't such a good idea.

A large shape launched itself up and onto his back with a roar. Godzilla! One clawed hand grabbed Cthulhu by the tentacles; the other gripped his forehead. Before Cthulhu could react, he was tossed sideways back to the ground, making the entire island leap as he crashed through the forest and dirt, leaving a trench ten of metres deep like a scar. Godzilla jumped on him, grabbing the bipedal cephalopod by the head, pulling it up off the ground and slamming it into a small rocky mountain so hard it shattered like it was made of glass. Cthulhu roared and cursed loudly, but was forced into a patch of trees on a small hill, scattering vegetation and debris like a comet had struck.

Elsa watched, her hopes growing. Yes, they were beating him. Cthulhu was strong and putting up a fight, but Godzilla was beating him. They had him. Oh, she could not give up now! She had to help! She had to help her titan finish him off before he got his strength back.

Looking up, she saw the sky darken more, thick black clouds circling overhead. Flashes of pure white light, followed almost simultaneously by a loud rumble echoed from within. That same power, that electric feeling coursed through her body once more like static energy. She felt her hands and fingers tingling, her heart beating faster.

She turned back to the fighting behemoths, watching Godzilla grappling and wrestling with Cthulhu on the ground now, the latter overpowering the former.

Okay. Let's get him.

"Whoa, Sven!" Kristoff called out.

The reindeer practically screeched to a halt on the now desolate wasteland just outside the mountain nest. As Kristoff dismounted and helped Anna down, the two stole a glance at Godzilla and Cthulhu fighting about a mile away. A big distance, but still it felt like the two were going to be right on top of them at any moment. Anna winced as Cthulhu grabbed Godzilla by the throat and delivered a right hook that resounded through the air with a sickening THUD.

"God, he's being murdered," she whispered.

Kristoff nodded. "Just hope Mothra or the girls can do something," he replied, though internally he had a lot of doubt about that. "C'mon!" he said, grabbing Anna's hand and running with her towards the cave; Sven following close behind.

When they reached the cave and went inside, the two came to a halt when they saw Belvera standing with Moll and Lora just in front of the large form of the resting Mothra. Olaf was a few metres away, looking up at the Baby Mothra, who was staring intently down at him in interest. He was saying something and flapping his stick arms as if he were imitating a bird.

Were it not for the current situation, and the fact that Belvera was standing in the chamber, it would have been amusing like it had been when they arrived on the island.

Anna expression changed from surprised to angry very quickly. What is she doing here?

Her heavy footsteps attracted the attention of the group (Olaf waved at them and called "Hi guys! I'm trying to teach Baby Mothra to fly!") but this went almost unnoticed. Anna stopped in front of Belvera, glaring furiously at her.

Granted, the Mu woman did not flinch at all or back away a pace. "Anna, I-"

The Arendelle princess cut her off. "No, you've got some nerve coming here!" she snapped angrily, then looked at the girls. "What is she doing here?! Why are you letting her here?!"

Moll spoke up. "Anna, Belvera doesn't mean us any harm," and she explained about what had happened when they arrived and about Belvera's reason for coming back.

"So, you just decided to have a change of heart?" Anna asked, her tone sarcastic and rhetorical. When Belvera nodded, she just made an exasperated noise and shook her head in irritation. "I don't believe you! Not after what you've done!"

A perturbed expression flashed across Belvera's face, but she held her composure. "Anna, I don't expect you to trust me. With what happened before, I don't blame you for hating me." A pause hung between them to let her words sink in. "But I am here to make amends. Not for Godzilla, but to save you all and Mothra."

Anna tutted loudly, turning away and folding her arms. There was no way that Belvera could really be doing this out of the goodness of her heart all of a sudden. It was simply ludicrous! This was the woman who had unleashed two demonic monsters, attacked Arendelle, attacked the Southern Isles, almost caused a world ending disaster, and to top it all off she almost killed both Godzilla and Elsa. Her own sister for crying out loud! No matter how different she'd been here ever since they arrived, there was no way Anna could bring herself to forgive her.

Though she did not know it, Belvera could not help but feel the same way about herself.

A loud rumble and a roar from outside broke the tension. Dust fell from the cavern ceiling, causing everyone to glance up for a moment in trepidation that it was going to suddenly cave in on them. Even Mothra, who looked as though she had been in a deep sleep, stirred and looked up worryingly at the ceiling above.

"I think we'd better hurry," Moll said, vocalising how everyone else felt. "Are they getting close in their battle?"

Kristoff and Anna nodded. "Yeah, they're not too far away," Kristoff answered with a concerned tone. "What about Mothra and the baby, and the egg?" he asked. "Mothra looks too exhausted to carry us all out of here."

"She is, but we might be able to drag the egg with the baby and her," Belvera said. She turned to look at the egg, then at the far walls of the chamber, staring hard as if looking for something.

"Moll, Lora?" she inquired. "Where is the weakest area of the wall?"

The ground exploded. Godzilla's immense bulk tore through it as he was tossed into a mostly undamaged section of the rainforest. Cthulhu stomped over, grabbed him by the back of the neck and brought his fist down hard on the top of Godzilla's head. With the beast knocked down for a moment, he turned just in time to see another shard of ice coming his way. He ducked low, scooping up a rock and tossing it hard like a ball at Elsa. The queen yelped and used the wind to propel herself high into the air from her platform of ice, just missing the boulder as it smashed through where she had been. Elsa threw her hands out and used the wind once again to push herself back, landing hard on a rocky outcrop near where she had frozen Godzilla's almost lifeless form earlier that day.

Cthulhu stared down at her from his great height. "Your persistence is legendary, Elsa. But you may as well give up. You, nor Godzilla can stop me!"

She shook her head. "No, we're not giving up!" she shouted back, that electric feeling coursing through her veins once more, her hands whirling with ice and tiny sparks of energy. "You may as well accept that, Cthulhu! Why don't you give up?"

The gigantic behemoth let out a noise almost like a human when they make a snort in contempt. "And allow him to tear me asunder?" he indicated to Godzilla, who was struggling to push himself up from the ground. Deep cuts were visible across his head and neck and his arm looked a bit bent at a wrong angle. "I think not! If you understood the danger he posed to us all, you would be helping me! But you insist on this little fantasy of yours!"

Elsa gritted her teeth, feeling the level of anger rising within in, matched by the flashes of lightning and the deafening booms of thunder overhead.

"Then I'll finish you off myself, you monster!"

Anna and Kristoff emerged from the cave, having heard Cthulhu's voice booming outside in what appeared to them to be a lull in the battle. Kristoff pointed out Elsa, who was rising into the air, the wind fluttering her dress, arms outstretched as lightning cracked and thunder above. The Mu sisters and Sven came out to join them, all equally taken aback by the sight as the Arendelle Queen rose higher. It was like something biblical, like Elijah or Enoch being taken up to the heavens by God himself in a vast display of his power and fury. Bolts of lightning struck the around the island, the sheer sound overpowering those witnessing the event. Even Cthulhu winced when a bolt of lightning struck the jungle directly next to him. Yet, Elsa looked calm and content, a concentrated look in her eyes as she glared at him, her eyes glowing that pure white glow once more.

Despite the sheer god-like powers on display before them, Anna could not help but be amazed by her sister's abilities. Get him, Elsa!

The next moment was a blur. Cthulhu reached out and grabbed Elsa in his large fist, snapping her out of her trance-like state. Though she was too far off for them to hear her, they saw her struggling in his grip. He held her like a toy, like prey.

"Elsa!" Anna cried out in horror.

She wanted to run, to help, to throw something at Cthulhu or-or-or … oh, maybe hit his foot. Or maybe find some ice and jam it into his foot! No! Oh, what was she to do?! She looked at Godzilla, who was still struggling to get to his feet, silently begging him, pleading with him to save her!

They watched as Cthulhu brought up to his face, growling a low growl in satisfaction as he gave her a hard squeeze that made her cry out in pain like her bones were breaking, her eyes going to pop out of their sockets and her organs be squashed like jelly.

He smiled nastily under his tentacles and leaned in close so he was almost nose-to-nose with the tiny human in his grip.

"Farewell, dear Elsa."

The next thing they knew, he turned and tossed her away across the island, disappearing on the horizon; her sister's cries all but lost to the sound of the brewing storm.