[Her powers had decided limits. She was no Iceman, and Thanatos had never granted the kind of free reign she'd really wanted. Still, it was definitely something. The comment on the trick made her grin impishly and hold a hand up, a dagger of ice forming between her fingertips so that she could flick it as she spoke.]

What's the saying? If it bleeds, you can kill it. it's usually true, one way or another. Met a few well out of my league though.

[She blinked then. Asgard, why yes. That was a place she had heard of once, long ago.]

Someone who called himself Thor. Loud mouthed, angry blond fellow. Kind of a prick, but that wasn't here. Another life, another place.