Glaurung needed no real direction from her master, she was quite happily wrecking a few buildings and setting fire to everything else. This allowed Loki time enough to sit -more lounge, really- and survey the carnage with sadistic joy. Still every so often Loki would direct her towards hoards of fools that were still on the streets, there hadn't been many kills so far, obviously the tallies were in the tens but Loki did not care for it could have been far more. Still as they sweep over the ruined broad street once more, he vaguely notices a figure ... that seemed to be getting bigger. His eyes widen a fraction as he watches the scene unfold.