[There is heat, and the muted thunder of a fire, green everywhere so much that Thor startles backwards, only to get a face full of half-melted slush in the face. Elemental fire has but one weakness and the rain comes so very easily at a flex of thought, half frozen in the cold northern air.
Thor says nothing, only gives a roar as he launches himself at Loki, half on fire, but all wordless rage.]