“Too vague for your comprehension? Then let me be clear.” Valkyrie turned other wrist inside Loki’s grip and twisted it free, exchanging her blade for a swift chop to the throat and another kick to the wall. Sorry as she was to say, she relished watching the bounce when he smacked into things.

Before he could get his bearings or rise to his feet, she slammed her foot into his abused ribs and dug it there to keep him pinned. “I talk with my blade when I want things to end quickly. Lucky you.”