Rikive repressed a shiver as she and Kaori split off from the rest of the group, heading to the area they were supposed to scout. The cold wasn't what made her want to shiver, nor the needle like iciness of the rain pouring down on them. This entire park had a very unsettling feeling to it, and as they grew closer to the mansion, looming like a giant in the distance; it just grew worse.

Her pale eyes looked up to the sky as thunder rumbled over head. It taunted her, every boom of thunder, every flash of lightning for a split second made her think Thor was with them. But he wasn't. She wished he was, she wished any of the other Asgardian's were here with her or help guide her. Help get this horribly unorganized and undisciplined group working together in a well functioning unit. 

They had no such help, just each other. They might as well be stuck in Jötunheimr. The thought of the home of the Jötunn made her want to shiver again. Nemsemet was horrible and there was so much they still didn't know about him, but thankfully they weren't trying to fight Jötunn. She could not even begin to describe how terrifying and ferocious the giant race was.

Rikive mentally tried to shake the doubts away and pulled her wet hair away from her face, digging out a rubberband from her jeans to tie it into a pony tail. As she finished tying up her hair, the near blinding rain suddenly stopped and she found herself surrounded on all sides by thick jungle. "What now?" She asked, her voice closer to a growl as she lowered her hand to draw her sword from it's place at her hip.

She held it in front of her and took a step forward, acutely aware of the vampire with her. The sunlight gleamed off the deathly sharp blade, the ancient ruins carved down the sword contrasted against the polished surface. Rikive slashed at a low hanging branch, feeling a hint of resistance with the cut. It felt real, but that wasn't what she had been testing.

"Useless sword." She muttered in frustration, shaking Winterthorn as though that would active it's power. "Can't even dis-spell a damned illusion." She slammed it back into its sheath. It rattled for a moment before growing quiet. Rikive ignored it and turned to her 'partner'. "Care to offer anything about, this?" She asked, pointing to the bright jungle around them.