Godzilla approached the thick black mass of the storm.
Vivid scarlet lightning crackled around the tempest flashing blinding light in all directions. The strong winds flung debris all through the air, blowing loose paper, dust and other rubble at high speeds giving the air a grainy and distorted look.
Godzilla's back pulsed with atomic blue light and his eyes shone dangerously. His intimidation display lit up the air around him as he stood high and strong against the storm. He growled softly at the back of his throat as a warning that he meant business.
In response the storm seemed to increase in intensity swirling faster with more sparks of electricity. From the smoky depths of the vortex some incredibly long claws emerged, extending outwards like scythes. They swished back and forth almost hypnotic as a new sound began to invade the ears of all present.
Every other sound stopped. Utterly silenced. The only audible thing now was a soft hissing. You could feel it right inside your very head and all around you as if you had been put in an echo chamber with a snake.
This thoroughly confused the pilot of an F-19 aircraft, nicknamed the frisbee who circled the two beasts at Mk3. it had been tasked with the job of using the newly prototyped ORCA to lure the king of the monsters and his foe away from the city of budapest. The plane circled around the monsters, waiting for the right moment
Godzilla was outraged at the storm titan's disobedience. He breathed in and let out an almighty roar that could be heard by no one. The air grew substantially warmer with all the sound energy that had been broken down by the destructive frequency emitted bytitanus Typhon.
Typhon stuck it's head out of the main body of the storm and snapped at his former king. It had the diamond shaped head of a viper with the beak of an eagle at the front. Its neck was long and feathered with grey, rigid looking fonds, like the primitive feathers found on some dinosaurs.
Godzilla charged forward and slammed into the beast but it stood its ground, only skidding a small distance along the floor. Tiphon was only a bit shorter than Ghidorah and used its height as an advantage. Using its long neck, Typhon was able to reach around clamp down on the back of Godzilla's neck and then fling him onto the floor.
Gojira rose to his feet once more, shook off the dust and glared at the storm giant. Tiphon did his noise cancelling hissing back but wouldn't step out of his storm. The tornado slowly changed course towards the wounded king but Godzilla was already back on his feet.