Sigyn sat with her back against the wall, and she tried very hard to pay attention to what was going on around her. Both Amora and Loki had moved to the center of the room and appeared to be involved in some kind of intense spell casting. Loki had only looked back at her once, giving her a brief and concerned look before turning to the task at hand. Sigyn drew her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them, trying to stop the shivering that had taken hold of her a few minutes ago. She was alternatively cold at some moments and hot at other times. She gripped her knees tightly and tried not to think too long about what would have happened if Loki hadn't stopped Amora.

She looked over at the door on the far wall. She had thought about making a run for it, but she would have to get past Amora and she wasn't sure if she was fast enough. Besides, if the guards outside the door hadn't heard her scream then it probably meant that the entire room was under some kind of enchantment that concealed what going on inside the room. Or, it meant that Amora had either incapacitated or killed the guards. She desperately hoped that wasn't the case. Sigyn shook her head and looked back at Loki and Amora. If she wanted to get out of this she was going to have to use her wits.

Loki stood with Amora in the center of the room with his arms outstretched in front of him trying to concentrate on a particularly complicated spell. All the while he was aware of Sigyn leaning against the wall even though he wasn't looking at her. He was worried, which was bad. He needed to be utterly focused, but the worry was gnawing at his gut; not only for himself, but also for Sigyn. Loki wasn't sure why he was worried about the safety of some insignificant serving girl, but he was. At least he could convince himself that he wanted her alive to keep her as a hostage. Even though what she had said was probably true, that her life wouldn't mean anything as a bargaining chip when compared to keeping him a prisoner, but then again she could be lying.

Amora stood in front of Loki, her eyes closed in utter concentration as she slowly rotated her right hand in a figure eight pattern chanting so silently under her breath that he couldn't make out what she was saying. But then again he didn't have to understand it, he just had to cooperate. Besides, in his weakened state he couldn't cast a spell even if he had wanted too, all Amora needed from him was his energy and concentration. Suddenly a small point of light began to form in the space between them right under Amora's hand that was casting the figure eight pattern in the air. Amora smiled slightly and began to chant faster while her movements became more muffled, as if she was suddenly moving through water. The light became brighter, then brighter still and took on a pale and throbbing blue twinge as it grew in size. Finally, when it had reached the size of a small apple Amora stopped chanting and reached out and grasped the glowing ball with her left hand with a small triumphant laugh.

Loki immediately fell to his knees and dry heaved onto the floor. He felt sick and drained, but at least the spell had worked. Amora nudged him slightly with her foot as if he were an insect or perhaps a sick dog. "Did it take that much out of you my dear former prince? You should be thankful that the only thing I required from you was your energy and concentration and not something more draining," Amora said as she lifted up the glowing ball like it was some kind of trophy.

Loki felt a slight touch on his shoulder and knew it was Sigyn. "Are you alright," she asked as she stood next to him on unsteady feet. He looked up at her and winced before nodding that yes, he was fine. Sigyn looked even paler than before, and to his horror blood was beginning to leak out of her nose and even her eyes. A shot of adrenaline went through his system as he thought that she might even be dying. Perhaps he had been too late to stop Amora from killing her after all.

Sigyn smiled down at him as if she was reading his thoughts and then helped him to his feet. Even though she looked terrible he couldn't help but notice a defiant look in her eye. It was if some invisible fire had been lit behind her eyes and Loki thought briefly that Sigyn was stronger than he gave her credit for. Hurt as she was the look in her eyes let him know that she wouldn't go down without a fight.

Sigyn turned and looked at the blue glowing ball that Amora held aloft in her hands. "What exactly does that do? Besides cast a pretty light." Amora glared at Sigyn and jabbed her index finger into the injured womans collarbone as she grasped the ball with the other. "This glowing ball, you stupid little girl, is a potent magic. As long as it is whole and shines with light every last living thing in Asgard will be asleep."

Sigyn grunted as Amora jabbed her in the collarbone but otherwise she didn't move. Instead she raised one eyebrow as if she was impressed with the magic, and Amora smiled at what she thought was admiration. "But what good would that do? Even with everyone asleep you have nowhere to go." Sigyn took a few steps closer to Amora to seemingly get a better look at the blue ball.

"Because, that's not the only thing that it does. Once outside the cell we will make our way to the remnants of the rainbow bridge and cast it out into the void, making a temporary bridge that we can cross to another world." Amora smiled at Sigyn while explain this, as if she relished not only the sound of her own voice but also at hearing her own plan out loud. Sigyn nodded solemnly as if she was impressed. "But what happens after that? To the people of Asgard and to me? Will you let me go free and will the others awaken? "

Amora merely gave a faint shrug as she held the ball in front of her. "Honestly, they might not wake up at all, and you my dear Sigyn, well you might follow this glowing ball into the void," Amora smirked at her and looked her in the eyes to gage her reaction. Sigyn met her gaze and gave a sad little not, and then suddenly and faster than Loki would have thought possible given her condition, Sigyn hit Amoras hand that was holding the magic so that it flew up into the air. Loki and Amora watched it soar up into the air with their mouths twisted into giant O's of surprise. Then just as quickly sigyn stepped closer to Amora and punched her in the gut with surprising strength so that the sorcerous doubled over from the pain, and in another smooth motion grabbed the ball as it fell through the air and ran for the door and was through it before Loki really even registered what was going on. And then he began to laugh, he couldn't help himself. Deep heartfelt laughs that forced him to sit back down again for fear of passing out, watching Sigyn punch Amora in the gut was the funniest thing he thought he had ever seen.

Outside in the hallway Sigyn ran for her life and desperately tried to come up with a plan.