"Ahh, thanks. I'd avoided grabbing that one, since we'd been fighting on even land, for a while... I suppose I know better, now," she replies, lifting twenty feet into the air, and conjuring a gust of wind to help shove the ogre towards the hole in the middle, right as Draiss pushes it. The ogre bellows again, and looks to be about to regain its footing, as the swinging reaches its apex... and then tumbles over, as it starts to come down again, roaring as two-thirds of it end up hanging over the hole, tipping through as the swinging reaches the lowest point, and plummeting towards the lava below.