Glory had been quite happy raining down the blows on the thunder god. Really, she should keep him around once she was done with them to keep on doing this more often. It was actually kind of a nice stress relief for her. What caught her off guard was Loki jumping up from where she had knocked him down, turning all blue and smurf like and hitting her with a big arm of ice.
OK, she'd read a few myths in her time, but she wasn't aware that he could do that. The magic, sure, even the physical strength, but ice? What the ever loving hell?
Still, she didn't get the chance to ask anything, because, before she could even get her bearings, she watched him pull out what looked like a little box, using it to freeze her in place. Now THAT was something she wouldn't mind getting her hands on, as well! Sure, what she WANTED was her Key, but that looked like it could be fun to play with!
Right now, though, she was stuck in a giant block of ice. She couldn't move, she couldn't scream, but she was railing against them in her head as she watched Loki trying to help Thor up off the ground. Damn, and she was looking forward to killing the both of them!