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A colossal African elephant, its grey wrinkled skin glistening with dew, stands majestically under the soft, silvery glow of a faint moon, its gleaming ivory tusks curved and worn from years of wisdom, facing a heavily built rhinoceros with a massive, rugged horn, its thick, rough skin a deep greyish-brown, its eyes fixed intently on its opponent, as if daring it to make the first move. The two giants are surrounded by a dark, misty savanna, with cracked, parched earth and twisted, shadowy acacia trees looming in the background, their branches like skeletal fingers reaching towards the sky, the air thick with anticipation, the tension between them palpable as they prepare for a clash, their breathing heavy, their muscles tense, every fibre of their being coiled and ready to spring into action.