If only she could use her fire breath then this battle would be over in a second. Evvie gritted her teeth as she continued stomping on him. Why...won't...he...just...die! She thought to herself with each smash. Maybe she'd have to take a different approach. As he tried to shift her around she allowed some movement to the side and downward, but as she started to fall she bent her right leg back for a moment before arching her back and jerking her leg forward again in an attempt to punt his mangled head clean off of his body using all of the potential energy stored in her arched body. Even if he was good as absorbing head on (literally) blunt force trauma, at the speed and force of her kick it would be more like a blunt knife trying to cut off something. Even if it wouldn't be a clean cut it could still do the trick, she would assume.