Lhora almost lost her way around the dragon before she was hit by the tail itself, sending her flying into the family room, landing on the ground at her stomach. Noticing Thor threw Mjolnir at the supernatural before it lashed the hammer back at him, colliding into the wall. Hearing Odin telling to not harm the dragon, she was confused yet amused at the sudden call. Don't harm it? Why not? It harmed is! She thought to herself before rocks crumble ontop of her and Thor.

Until then, Lhora was conscious as she was buried under the rocks with Thor's arm sticking out of the rumble. Having a little faith, she reached and grasped his hand, feeling it grasp her own in a comforting squeeze. That was when the rocks leviatated, thanks to Loki. In the healing room, Lhora sat on the floor with Loki on the healing bed, and Thor just standing near them, pondering into his thoughts. "Loki, I've read your books, and I've never seen a creature like this?", she asked the God of Mischief while laying herself next to him, carefully.