Elim wasn't one to celebrate in battle, but even he was he would wait until he could confirm the enemy's death. That wasn't the case here as the a red piece of ice suddenly shot up, ice and snow forming back around it, Elim smirking. That wasn't as fruitless as normal people would think. "By revealing your weakness, you've sounded your death knell". They just needed to get to that core and smash it, simple enough. Of course, first they had to deal with the sudden large piles of snow that was catapulted towards them in an attempt to bury them alive.

Elim wasn't going to be a sitting duck. He quickly charged forward, gritting his teeth as instead of trying to dodge the pile, he used a bit more magic to intensify the blaze over the entirety of his weapon, spinning it rapidly above his head. This ring of fire above Elim acted as a shield. Of course, it wasn't perfect, some bit of snow still bashing into Elim, but he gritted his teeth and pressed onward towards the creature, baring the assault of snow. 

"Your attacks are soft, just like that shell around you!" Elim cried this out loudly as once again, with a mighty spin of his weapon, he the fiery blade of the glaive slashed through the leg of the giant once again, but Elim wasn't going to give it a chance to regenerate. Instead of focusing damage onto both legs, he did it on one, making a second powerful cleave to cut the leg off completely, or so he hoped it would. 

Either way, once the leg was off, the beast would have to drop to one knee, giving Elim time to get the other leg so that he could try and get on the creature's back after that.