When Thrudd heard her mother's voice, it was as if the illusion lingering over her mind broke all at once.
She turned to the doorway and found her mother standing just outside with Karliah of all people standing behind her.
It only took Sif one look at the room to know that something was amiss.
When her eyes settled on the large hooded figure standing in front of her daughter with his hand out, her mood noticeably soured.
The temperature in the room started to drop.
"Thrudd... What is going on here?"
Thrudd opened her mouth, but no sound came out. Instead, she just pointed at the man in front of her.
Finally, Thor laid eyes on the woman who was so familiar, and yet completely different from any variation of her he knew. It was as if he'd suffered whiplash.
"You are... taller than I saw you last. Bluer too."
Sif felt a wave of disgust run through her. Her expression became ugly.
"Do you think you know me? Should I crush you underfoot to remind you that you do not?"
