"Odin's festering sores! What the hell is going on?"
Seeing everyone staring at her, Thor realized something was wrong as well. Looking down, she found that she could not see her feet at all. The two massive protrusions on the front of her breastplate blocked her view.
When she touched her face, her beard was gone, and her skin felt smooth and delicate. Thor let out a startled cry and realized that her voice had become a woman's as well.
The wind and snow swept in. She stood tall amid the frozen wasteland, her golden hair streaming in the wind. Her enormous axe was planted in the frozen ground beside her, making her look more like a Valkyrie than Sif for the moment.
"Was this your doing, Loki?!" Sif immediately turned her gaze toward the wicked woman beside her. "What kind of illusion is this? Or some stupid prank?!"
"You don't seriously think I'm capable of that, do you?"
Loki pinched her chin in thought, her large eyes narrowing into slits.
"My current condition was caused by Mephisto. If I could change someone's gender, I would have changed myself back long ago. Besides, Mother can testify for me. I didn't do anything just now, much less chant a spell or cast magic."
Could I have done this? But I only thought about it. I never even said it aloud.
This did not seem like any kind of magic. It did not even seem to be the Word of God. What was this? Had Deathstroke sent her here because he had noticed something abnormal about this Asgard?
"Sif, calm down. This has nothing to do with Loki. He may be playful and mischievous, but he would never joke about Asgard's future."
At a crucial moment like this, it still took an