So she stabs him, spikes him from there. And hollows out Lævateinn and channels ice into the wound.
She's over there now and catches the weapon and now she's behind him. Stab. Fighting is so much simpler when you can turn over being where you need to be, posed how you need to be, to a spell; she could do this in her sleep and she can do it while he screams. The spear's still hollow. Ice, asshole, you haven't shattered nearly enough times.
She can feel where he's stuck to the end of her blade and tags him with light. Pops to his other side, tries to clobber him to the ground with a polehammer.
"Not fond of the cold?" Loki hisses, and she aims a hand at him and the fire both and sprays freezing crystals.
She can do this all day. Both hands.
Oh you asshole that's the last thing to get Loki to back off. She takes up her spear again and appears directly above him, feet on shoulders and spear at head and healing spell ticking off twice a second.
Yeah it's uncomfy. Her armor's going to be in a hell of a state. She heals faster. She teleports into his path and hits him with more ice.
If he's going to use implements then she's going to catch them out of his hand with Lævateinn and go drop them in the ocean and then come back to make him flicker some more. You get to fight unarmed, ice sculpture. (Heal heal.)
Well then she's not there anymore, is she, she's over here now, get with the program, Thauron. Would it make it any harder for him to set things on fire if I dumped water on him or not so much.
Okay, not worth going and finding a rain barrel under her cargo allowance. Ice time. Lots of it.
Huan, if he keeps doing that my eyes can't keep adjusting, where is he -
She pounces on Thauron. Ice and healing and ice and healing and ice and healing.
What, seriously? Huan?