Jennifer Walters takes her time over addressing the needs of Steve Rogers and Sam Wilson behind, asking for the seat to be moved up. She turns her head slowly;

"I'm sorry, when you boys grow another foot we can discuss who gets more legroom."

"I think it's Tony," Steve fusses with his buzzing device, letting it slip from his fingers.

"Pepper didn't kill him?" Jennifer deadpans and works to hide her sadness, "Hopefully he's calling with an update on our girls?"

Jen grips her steering wheel hard enough to turnher knuckles lime green.

"Hi Tony," Steve finally answers the old fashioned way, phone to his ear.

Throughout the car everyone can hear Stark screaming, "Show me your face grandpa!"

Sam jolts forward and grabs the dashboard, "Lower that volume Cap! You're going to get us all killed."

Rogers scrambles to lift the phone, it falls.

"The GIRLS! Where is Lucy?!" Jen yells without patience.

Tony sighs audibly, "I'm working on it. Trust me Jenny, I'm pissed too. You can't see my face right now but I am red."

"Sending the kids off was your idea-."

"Maria's! Not mine! You wanna smash someone?! Smash her! I would but we're in imminent danger, searching for misted children can't help right now!"

"Misted…they're gone, Tony!"

"Jen! Please!"

"Guys,' Steve tries to talk louder, 'Priorities."

Tony continues, "Maria got a tip that might put us all at risk. The rumor is Svetlana is next on the hit list. Followed by the tower."

"We need to evacuate."

"That's what we're doing. We'll send you the coordinates for the rendezvous point once we have them," Tony mutters sadly.

"I'm infiltrating HYDRA, we'll touch base once we're in the clear."

"Roger, Rogers."

Sam leans forward empathetically, checking in on Jennifer when she brushes a fingernail underneath her eye, "Are you alright?"

"Hmm,' she sniffles and looks elsewhere with frantic nods, 'fine. I'm great, I'm fine, I'm fine."

Steve reaches for the hat, completing the disguise he needs to wear, "Everyone stay together. I'll gather all of the information I can."

Sam groans, "Quit stalling and get out of the car."

"Be safe, don't get lost," Jennifer adds with a sincere grin, ready to put her car in reverse.

Wilson looks over his shoulder, "What she said."

Steve adjusts his cap, "I'll be back."

"Lucy? It's Izzy," Mikhailov starts, brushing her hair behind her ear as she walks through the dark palace, "I just want to talk…"

Lucy's eyes widen a bit in a panic, traipsing through the palace with a box full of norn stones and a little help from Agmundr's magic. She cringes and shoves the box in a bit of rock, barely listening when Thor's son is frantically scolding her to be rid of Izabella from the rafters with a whisper;

"Uncle Loki needs those now! There's no time! If we get caught-!"

She whispers and shushes him, "You don't get it! 'Grand Duchess Romanov II' won't leave us alone until I at least acknowledge her."

"Lucy? Is that you," Izabella calls softly and rounds the corner with glossy eyes.

Agmundr vanishes above the ceiling and Lucy tries to lean on a wall of stone, posing casually and forcing a smile.

Izabella panics and wraps her arms around herself, "I was so worried when you disappeared after everything. Are, you, okay?"

"I'm good," Lucy squirms with a lip bite.

"Are you sure? I know we were fighting and I feel so bad-."

"It's cool. You're fine."

"-We were fighting about something serious. I understand how much it would mean to you, to…change the past-your past. I was just nemnogo ignoriruyet tvoi chuvstva- I wasn't trying to be-."

Lucy tries to calmly wave her hand, "You're totally fine, trust me. You don't need to hang out here and apologize. I'm good. You really don't need, like, to talk to me right now-."

"I do. I am so sorry that I hurt you-. I said things I do not mean. You're my best friend and I don't ever want to risk losing you again."

"PST!" Agmundr groans from the ceiling.

Lucy coughs and growls with a brief eye flick toward the roof.

Izabella is still rambling, apologetically;

"I may have managed to convince Riley to give you a chance with SHIELD. We could be a part of something good. You and me. Just like you said."

Lucy laughs a bit and nods, "I mean. You have never seen me snap, Izzy. Not in person. It's not pretty."

"You have good in you, in your powers. Don't shut me out again. Please just give me one more chance. I want to be there for you and to help you."

Agmundr hisses, "She'll never join our side. Get rid of her or I will!"

The daughter of She Hulk scrambles to capture Izabella's hands and pivot her away from the area, giving a signal with the hope that Agmundr will jump down and take their box;

"Izzy, you are being overly nice again which, like, usually means people want something from me."

"Lucy, no. I promise. I just want to help…You're saying 'like' a lot. You do that when you're nervous."

"I'm not! I'm- I'm," Lucy drops her friends hands, "emotional after what happened with Anna."

"Oh,' she sighs and sinks into her hip with her fingers now at the end of her hair, 'I was so worried! But she is going to be fine, these doctors here really know-."

"Yeah! I mean, you're the nurse so you know. Don't you want to, go like…Go supervise?"

"Only if you come with me. Talk to Riley-."

"I can't!"

"Why not?"

Agmundr rolls his eyes and drops a bit, slow and steady as he climbs down from the ceiling, angry over Izabella's interruptions.

"I don't understand," Izabella laughs nervously, ready to look over her shoulder.

"Baaaad idea," Lucy squeals, urging Agmundr back up to his hiding spot and causing Izzy to refocus.

"I thought it was a good plan. You could prove to yourself that you're not all bad in New York. And I will be there right there!"

"Ugh, Izabella." Lucy grimaces through her smile. She needs her friend to leave, determined to follow through on her promise to Loki, "WHAT IF! You went back to medical. I could think about your offer and catch up with you in like...whatever an Asgardian hour is. It would give me time to clear my head, process my thoughts, think about what you said, and get back to you before you and Riley leave."

Izabella brushes her hair behind her ear with a shrug, "…I guess?"

She waits thoughtfully, "…you're going back to earth, huh? Even though you know what happens?"

Izabella reaches for her necklace, "The future isn't- set in stone. Exactly."

Lucy's face drops, "Right... So you're just here to win me over. 'Fake' apologize. Hoping I don't go savage."

"No! Lucy! No," she circles her friend and grabs her wrist, "I would do anything for you-."

"Like lie to me-."

"I am being encouraging!"

"You're not being fake?"

"Lucy! Look at me! Take off your eyes!"

"You say the weirdest stuff-."

"Look me in my eyes and tell me I do not care when I care so much. I wish I could take your pain away and fix everything-, more than anything in the world I want you to be happy. I know you want to change the past, but we will cause more harm."

Lucy dodges eye contact, a bit of guilt in her gut, "…Yeah. I. I know, I just-."

Izabella looks upward, gasping with a jump, "Agmundr! What are you doing?"

The boy blushes and Lucy laughs with a pivot, "We'reeee playing a game!"

"Why does he have the box?"

Lucy's eyebrows lift as her eyes go sideways, "What box?"

"The box!" Izabella's hands drop her volume raising with concern.

Lucy lifts a finger, "It's not the box you think it is!"

"That is why you ran off."

"No."

"Lucy, stop! Stop this! You cannot control the stones you're just-."

"Just what?! Say it! Evil?! Useless?!"

"Hurting! Confused! Lucy, stop. Please," she looks up, panicking over Agmundr trying to escape and wiggles her fingers to pull the boy and the box downward in a mini warp.

"Psychopath! Haven't you hurt enough little children for one night," Lucy gasps, catching the boy when he's warped down from the ceiling.

"Sorry Agmundr," Izabella's apology is weak, distracted while eyeing the box now in the middle of the room.

Lucy shares a glance before it's a mad race for the middle, Agmundr stands back, trying out his magic on Izabella. Lucy dives, clumsily knocking the contents.

Mikhailov tries to fight with Agmundr at a distance.

A bit of green mist circles when Jameson collects her items and shrugs from the ground with an idea and sets off a new path in her friend's mind, "You know, Loki could really use them down at the prison-."

"Loki, what!"

She screams, crashing through her own warp with Lucy and Agmundr. They collide with the ground, a dark space with little light.

"What…is this place," Izabella stutters when she sits upright, rubbing at her elbows.

"Welcome to the prison,' Lucy brushes herself off casually, 'Lokiii, Lucy's home."

"Ah! Brava."

A new voice catches Izabella off guard, positioning herself defensively.

"Right on time, nephew,' Loki steps forward from behind his glass, 'and you have brought me a new Midgardian Minion to join my cause. Fantastic. Did you just come through the ceiling? I saw magic."

Agmundr stands in a huff, "She teleports people."

"I'm shocked that it worked, honestly,' Lucy smiles proudly, 'good job Izzy."

Izabella grumbles angrily, panting and losing her breath as she pushes herself up against the wall.

Loki narrows his focus with a sly smirk, "My dear magical girl. You have such power. Why do you tremble in my presence?"

Lucy yawns, "Because she's afraid of whoever Bruce and Natasha tell her to be afraid of. Izabella, seriously, he's not all that bad."

"You, you, you!" Izabella stands in a dizzy spell, still pressed up against the wall, "I am going to warp Thor-."

Lucy crosses her arms, "Good luck! Your hands need to stop shaking first."

Agmundr holds up the box to the glass and Loki rubs his hands together, "Wonderful work my dear boy. Now! Help me out! We'll start with our simple spell."

"Code breakout?"

Loki frowns, "Could you be anymore obvious? So plain, it's absurd. Very well! Code breakout!"

"Oh, no you don't," Lucy pins her friend's wrists from behind with a solid hold when she sees Izabella starting to muster back her courage.

"Agmundr please, do not do this," Izabella squeals, "If you free him, you do not know what will happen!"

"I do,' Lucy hums, 'we get out of this entire situation because unlike you, he's going to help me fix this mess."

"He lies! He is going to predavat'!"

"He's misunderstood! I thought you liked helping people like that? Will you stop fighting me?! I'm like! Ten times stronger than you. Squirming is a waste of your energy."

Izabella tries to tug even if it does nothing to loosen Lucy's firm hold, "What if your father could see you? Aiding a criminal-."

"He's seen worse, trust me,' Lucy laughs coldly, 'good try! Attempting to tear at my heart, you're wicked."

"Lucy!"

"Hey Lolo?"

Loki grunts in response, "Not now Lucile! Agmundr!"

"I'm trying!" The boy strains.

The glass shatters, a gold dust settling above the pieces while Agmundr falls backwards.

Loki takes a breath once he leaps down from his prison, laughing with a clap, "Well done Agmundr, well done."

Lucy snickers, slightly rattled now that he's standing so close, "Yay! You're out. Let's do this."

"Oh I think not. Wonderful work nephew. I shall remember this grand gesture of such kindness," Loki pivots, crouching to sort his stones back into the box and steps closer to the girls, "There will be a swarm of guards charging momentarily so I really must be off. You should be able to handle them…"

He lifts a hand and forces a gust of air into Lucy's eyes to push her backwards. Jameson cringes and reacts by covering her face with her elbows.

He reaches and grabs a screaming Izabella next, "How much are your transportation services?l

"Lucy!" Mikhailov shouts before she's pulled into a swirl of Loki's magic.

Agmundr charges with a gasp over his idol's outright betrayal, "You can't just leave us!"

"You're a frickin liar! That burns!" Lucy clutches her eyes with a pitch full of disgust.

"Mind games my dear. It is my specialty that works so well on mortals like you. So desperate, weak. There is nothing I can teach a monster of your caliber. All you're good for is a large distraction. Foolish girl," Loki curtsies and flicks his wrist to release and address a few of his fellow prisoners, "You're welcome."

"Izzy! Let her go! You can't take her!" Lucy panics her back against the wall.

"Uncle Loki you promised!" Agmundr complains.

"It is truly nothing personal, Agmundr,' Loki starts, twisting Izabella's wrists, 'I do hope for your sake she's not mad enough at me for kidnapping her friend to unleash Asgard into absolute chaos."

Loki works his magic and disappears with Izabella.

Agmundr freezes, suddenly terrified over the glint in his friend's eyes, "…um...Lucy? You're not really a hulk, right?"

"Run, Agmundr."

"Why..I didn't mean it when I said we weren't friends-."

"Run, Agmundr!" Lucy grinds her teeth together, her eyes flickering when she tries her best to give a warning. She's triggered, her heart racing over the stampede surrounding them. Misfit gods and goddesses breaking loose from their cells.

"Please don't smash me,' the boy tries to work his own spell, failing to control her, 'I didn't know he was going to take your friend-."

Agmundr cringes and prepares for the worst, when Lucy's eyes gloss over and she growls loudly. He can hear an onslaught of guards headed in their direction to fight with every escaping prisoner in their general vicinity.

His wrist is grabbed by someone his size as he falls backward. She leads them with her long blonde hair flowing behind her and yells when they stand outside the prison;

"You stupid brother! You're so stupid! You freed Uncle didn't you?! Daddy's gonna kill! Ulfhild is going to get your bedroom and your bed. Don't you know that when someone tells you to run you run? That's what Aunt Sif ALWAYS says! Don't you know what 'run' means?"

The twins pant, dashing back out and onto their hidden path. Agmundr sniffles and pulls her into a hug;

"I was about to be squashed. And then you saved me."

"The girl with the yellow eyes?! Was that Lucy?"

Agmundr nods, "Yeah! And she's really, really mad."

"I knew it," Agatha keeps her arms down, grumpy over her brother's embrace. She pity pats his back and then pushes him away, "What did you do?!"

The twins cringe and keep running, watching the prison implode on itself and the debris shoot up into the air.

Agmundr tugs her wrist protectively "It was an accident! Come on!"

"Are you joining us for the Midgardian battle Lady Stark," Valkyrie bends over, a weapon in her hand but a smile on her face as she addresses Antonia Stark.

Sif crouches next, a shield over her forearm, "How are you?"

Anna shrugs, her feet swinging on a bench within the palace, "I'm hungry."

"Perhaps the royal buffet would have something you're interested in?"

Antonia picks at her fingernail, "I want an omelette. Daddy makes them."

Sif glances toward Romanoff when she stands, "Surely you are coming with us?"

Natasha freezes over the question. She looks up at Bruce who contorts his mouth in reply with his eyes fixed back on hers.

They're lingering to send the girls off, standing in the hall where they reunited.

Natasha holds her smile and reaches a hand into Banner's for comfort's sake. She intertwines their fingers and holds onto him firmly.

Antonia shrugs, "You can stay with us. We have a big house. Mommy and daddy like when people visit."

Riley stumbles a bit as she enters from the other room, her small bag unraveling and it's contents clashing with the ground.

Her groan echoes through the hall.

Bruce steps forward but Natasha beats him to it, already on the ground and helping her reorganize.

Riley shuts her eyes and bites her lip. She can sense Natasha in front of her, "Thanks."

Natasha takes Riley's hand and replaces her belongings, "You have quit a stash."

Riley shakes her head, "SHIELD. Protocol. The batons are yours, actually. Here...Clint gave it to me, I don't need them."

With an extended hand she offers a folded up weapon of Natasha's. Romanoff takes it gingerly.

"Do you have all of my things," she adds playfully.

Riley shrugs, "A lot of them. I told you, you were my hero."

Natasha looks into Riley's clouded eyes, suddenly more emotional.

"Are we ready, Thor?" Riley shouts and tucks her chin, cutting Natasha off and reaching for the wall to regain her balance.

Jane and Thor are hugging in the corner, his hand over her cheek, "Almost, Riley."

Antonia looks up excitedly, "Hey! Where's my babysitter?"

"And Izzy?" Riley adds.

Jane brushes her hair behind her ear, "The twins ran off too."

Bruce shakes his head, arms crossed, "I haven't heard the twins. Lucy didn't come back?"

Riley groans, "We'd hear her if she did. She's not quiet."

Natasha narrows her focus, circling back toward Bruce with the intent of asking a question when a swarm of guards come running up to the palace entrance, shouting for Thor.

"The prisoners! They've escaped…" the guards fall out of breath.

Volstagg elaborates behind them, "It's a girl! She's powerful! She's completely destroyed the prisons. Loki is nowhere to be found."

"Izabella?! She wouldn't," Bruce shakes his head and drops his arms, looking at Natasha with nothing but concern.

"No way,' Riley agrees with Bruce, still leaning up against the wall, 'the worst 'felony' Izzy's ever committed was forgetting to tip her barista for coffee- and she cried guilty tears for a month. It's got to be Lucy, she can barely control her powers when she gets upset. This is my fault, I should never have let her come along to begin with. I knew she'd endanger the mission."

Jane grips at Thor's chest plate and looks back toward Volstagg, "The twins! Where are the twins?!"

Volstagg shakes his head, "I have not seen them, Lady Jane."

Thor's eyes flicker, storm clouds casting a shadow on the open space.

Sif stands from crouching beside Antonia and addresses Natasha, "It's no longer safe for you mortals to be here. We have mere moments before Asgard is in complete disarray if it is true the prisoners have escaped. Our own civilians need to find shelter."

"Mom!" Agatha runs in, her face full of debris with her brother behind her.

Jane crouches and hugs her children with an exhale of relief. Agmundr shakes his head, "I didn't mean to! I didn't mean for this to happen!"

"You!" Thor shouts, knowing exactly who to blame for anything involving Loki.

Jane shakes her head, a bit kinder to their troublemaking son, "Be kind!"

Agatha crosses her arms, "I THINK he should be grounded for a whole eon!"

Thor lays a hand over the boy's shoulder, "Tell me where to find my brother."

"I can't, I messed up. I'm not worthy!"

"It is okay my son, it will be okay. Right now you must help me find Loki. To set things right."

"I don't know where he is. I'm sorry daddy, I'm so sorry." Thor let's his emotional son hide in his chest, tapping his back with a gentle touch.

"Where's Izzy?" Riley mumbles.

Bruce and Natasha panic, standing ready to move.

Agmundr swallows, "Uncle Loki took her and-and he has the Norn stones."

Thor tries not to scream, "He has as the stones…! Agmundr, why-."

"Not all of them," Natasha interrupts, all eyes falling onto the Russian spy, "I hid one."

Thor sighs, "I am unsure how to feel about this secret you've kept from me, Natasha. It is unwise to hide things-!"

"She's a spy who was just doing her job. If you want to yell at someone, you can yell at me about it later," Bruce defends the redhead without blinking.

"I shall,' Thor stands and twirls his hammer, 'Or perhaps I have your perceptive mind to thank, Romanoff. For preventing my world from collapsing."

The corner of Riley's mouth suddenly quirks upward with a bit of pride for her mentor. The redhead has outsmarted the group once again. Maybe she's not all that selfish for staying.

Natasha has an eye on Bruce, his tension visible. He's itching to go after Lucy and Izabella.

She reaches for his arm;

"Be calm, think this through. We'll go after the girls once we have a plan."

He grinds his jaw and shakes his head, "I'm going to hurt him."

"Don't turn green right away."

"Lucy needs a clear head."

"So keep it clear. Izabella is a tough girl and she can handle herself until we get there. This isn't her first kidnapping-."

"That doesn't make me feel any better, Tasha."

Thor stands and circles to address Riley, "We cannot afford to leave Asgard!"

"My king,' Heimdall enters with a bow, 'I fear Midgard may be out of time. I am here to inform Miss Riley…"

"Inform me of what," Riley spits her words angrily.

"It is your mother. Your friends are in terrible danger. The young woman you fear has launched a successful attack upon the realm of New York. Your world is under attack, no one is safe. They have tripled their forces and I fear you are running out of time."

When Heimdall shares his bad news, Valkyrie mumbles;

"Oh for Odin's sake!"

Sif looks up towards Riley, regardless of the girl's inability to look back, "I shall return to Midgard with you. I would be honored to fight at your side."

Bruce brushes Natasha's hair and nods toward Riley with a whisper only the redhead can hear, "You should go with them."

Natasha tilts her head and bites her lip, "Without you?"

"Your spy family needs you back home. No one knows HYDRA better than you do. Do it for Riley."

Natasha spares a sad smile, "You'll be okay without me?"

"Natasha; You've done all you can. I can handle Loki- well….Hulk can handle Loki and a couple of rogue demigods. I'll be right behind you."

"You'll bring our girl home…"

He nods.

She looks up into his eyes, sensing his tension.

"You could use a break from me," Bruce laughs, unsure of his own plan.

He only knows Lucy needs help and that Loki will lose a limb or two for touching his daughter and his niece.

Her hand finds his cheek, he kisses her palm, "I think you and I both know you're dying to show off your new skills on Earth."

"I hate it when you're right," Natasha stares blankly as she tries to joke, conflicted within herself.

"Find Linda?"

She nods, "I will. And I'll bring her back."

Valkyrie interrupts and steps next to Bruce, "I will take my stand with you, doctor. He's in good hands, Lady Romanoff."

Natasha huffs and rolls her eyes, "You just worry about keeping your hands off of him."

Brunnhilde slides her hand at her own neck, "New hair? Did you cut it? I like it-."

"Kiss up to me later," Natasha snaps.

Riley's expression drops with subtle disbelief. She gasps, mind reading and listening to Natasha's intentions to return home with her;

"Really? You're coming back to Earth…"

Natasha talks through her teeth, "I don't think I have a choice. You need some adult supervision."

Thor reaches to kiss Jane, addressing Riley, "Upon finding my brother dear Riley, I will fight alongside you! I swear it to you."

Riley nods, accepting his promise.

The demigod addresses Heimdall, "Open the bifrost."

"We could unleash Asgard's most wanted-."

"This young woman must return home to lead her army. My warriors shall accompany her. Spare no efforts, Volstagg! Send five of the bravest bravest to stand with Riley until I am able to fight for my friends."

Heimdall clutches his chest, ready to oblige Thor and leads Sif who aides Riley. Natasha follows behind with her batons in hand.

Thor looks at Jane and his children, calling over Antonia Stark, "Find a safe place to hide and do not come out until the storm settles. Do you understand?"

He smiles toward Agmundr,

"Protect our family?"

The boy puffs his chest proudly, "I will."

"Keep your brother in line, my strong girl?"

Agatha nods, in Jane's arms.

Valkyrie takes her stand next to Bruce and mentally prepares for battle, "Alright, boys! Let's go find this- she-hulk and the mischievous menace."

"Mischievous indeed," Thor groans and extends his hand to call Mjolnir.

Natasha's lesson in case of kidnapping; 'if all hope of escape is gone, keep your captor talking…'

Izabella stacks her feet, seated in the corner of the rock formation Loki has led them to. Her wrists are tied by a vibrantly spinning gold trim she can't pull apart. He's paused to open and check his box of collectibles, plan his next move.

"Why do you hate Thor so much?" Izabella mumbles, "This is your own fault. You made mistakes. I am sure your father-."

"My father was not my father,' Loki looks over his shoulder, frustrated, 'Why don't you stop talking for a while."

For his big voice Loki isn't all that frightening, "I would also be interested to know the conductivity of the palace."

"You would be unsuccessful in setting the palace ablaze. I support the concept however it is a futile attempt!"

"Why-."

"Because I've already tried to set it ablaze!"

"Oh,' she squirms lightly, wiggling her fingers while he's distracted to try bending the magic around her, 'Where will you go, now that you're free? Midgard will not welcome you."

Loki forces a grin and looks back at his box, "Now that I have you and these stones, why settle for this universe?"

"...zachem…you don't need me to transport," Izabella huffs out a laugh, amused by the way she can suddenly pull apart the band restraining her wrists, strand by strand.

Loki pivots frantically, standing as he digs once more through his box, "Where is it?!"

"Gde…"

"The stone-!" he turns, taking a bit of frustration out on her when he grips at her collar, "Do you know?!"

"Know what?" She drops her hands, eyes wide.

"This,' he shoves the box in her face aggressively, 'I am missing a stone! Where is it?!"

She retracts and tightens herself into a smaller ball now that he's a bit more intimidating.

"Agmundr was smarter than this. He didn't even bring me the tesseract!"

Izabella takes a breath and slowly unravels. Her eyes lower as she thinks, gradually putting the pieces together, "...Someone outsmarted you."

"No one outsmarts me!" He throws a tantrum.

Izabella quirks her mouth up to a friendlier laugh, her jaw agape, "Vrach had the book of stones for a reason..."

"Speak child-! Who?!"

She holds her grin, trying to vocalize her speculation, "Natasha and Bruce. That is why they stayed…they became heroes here. Maybe they had their own mission to keep the stones. They were trying to help Asgard. You failed. You have already lost. Romanoff has you cornered! She always did!"

"Who?! No! No no, you foolish mortal," Loki dumps his contents, searching the ground.

Izabella takes advantage of her situation and tears the energy from her wrists. Her hands separate and immediately starts to warp herself away;

"You have been wonderful company."

"No!"

Loki dives into Izabella's warp, fighting to maintain his magic while she pushes back with hers; yellow clashing with the green.

She strains, stumbling backward before pushing back to circle around him. She takes a defensive spin on her energy and tries to suppress her fears.

Loki panics, "I have not come all this way just to lose to you, and your pathetic so called 'heroes'."

"You will. You're not going anywhere but back to your prison,' she yelps, ''dasvidaniya!"

"We shall see about that," he llicks his lip and chuckles.

Izabella spins her hands to warp herself away, unable to once Loki breaks her sphere.

"You will have to try proper magic if you wish to outsmart me."

She repositions her feet first, waiting for him to make the next move as blood starts to slip from her nose.

"It is not magic, it is a science," Izabella spews angrily.

He grins, slightly amused by her, "My dear, they are one and the same."