[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=#a81a75]Runa Baldurdattir[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.imgur.com/7eBfSNo.png?1[/img][hr][b][color=#a81a75]Location:[/color][/b] The Falls -> Nearing Baldur's Hall
[b][color=#a81a75]Skills:[/color][/b] Asgardian Magic [hr][hr][/center]	Runa nodded, agreeing with Mary's observation, even if she was not quite certain what to make of it. She didn't know any reason why they wouldn't be harmed, especially if whoever was responsible for this was the same person causing the anomalies that had the Nova Corps panicking. She tilted her head back at Mary as her friend suggested that it might not have been magic. Everything was telling her that this had to be some form of magic however - it certainly wasn't Midgardian science. Before she could interject, however, strange creatures came out of the red mist. Runa's eyes widened as stuffed, miniature bears waddled on out... and hugged her?!

	There were so many of them, Runa was more or less entirely covered by the demon spawn. [color=#a81a75]"Get them off get them off get them off!"[/color] Runa squealed, feeling incredibly claustrophobic. She concentrated on the teddy bears, attempting to dispel the magic that conjured them, but they remained, insistent on squeezing her to death. Runa huffed, trying an alternative method - she focused on warping the space around herself and Mary, hoping to teleport them further along to Runa's father's hall. It mostly worked, as she could now see the hall - but the damned bears remained! The hall looked like it was obscured by a thick red fog and Runa tried to dispel it using her magic, but only managed to thin the fog slightly. 

	Annoyingly, the bears didn't seem to be worried at all about Mary - they only cared about her. And Runa could count on one hand the number of people on Asgard who cared about her, a thought that sent a chill down her spine. She would've recognized the magical resonances of her parents - and besides, they were too peace loving to ever cause destruction or chaos. That left her brother, Forseti, and her cousin, Klara. 

	She stayed quiet though, not sharing that information with Mary. If Klara or Forseti were behind this... Runa wanted to protect them. [hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=cc33ff]Guin Stark[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.imgur.com/R0DGpSD.png?1[/img][hr][b][color=cc33ff]Location:[/color][/b] the Palace
[b][color=cc33ff]Skills:[/color][/b] Telepathy [hr][hr][/center]	[color=cc33ff]"If your sister did this, I swear to... well, not god, since there's a goddess in here, but you get the point..."[/color] Guin grumbled. She was starting to begrudgingly get along with Wanda, although she wouldn't consider herself friends with her sister-in-law. They were at the point of more or less tolerating each other. Fortunately though, Lance wasn't suggesting that Wanda was behind all of this - instead, he had the far more horrifying idea that the infinity stone in question was the [i]reality[/i] stone, easily one of the worst (of course, Guin couldn't think of a non-threatening infinity stone). She frowned as Lance insulted Pietro. [color=cc33ff]"Hey, he's not dense!"[/color]

	There wasn't much time to argue though, as rubble slammed into the ground and [i]werewolves[/i] came out to play. Guin was pretty sure the way werewolves worked was if you were bitten, you were cursed to become one. They also needed a moon to transform, but she guessed the MacGuffin wielder didn't really care about that minor detail. [color=cc33ff]"I'm gonna try something crazy, if I start acting weird, just... take a step back,"[/color] she warned her allies, before rubbing her hands together. [color=cc33ff]"Okay, Twilight, let's have some fun,"[/color] she said, before concentrating on one of the wolves in the pack. It took her two tries, but she managed to reach out, ensnare the wolf's consciousness, and swap it with her own. She figured that odds were, the werewolf would be too confused at the sudden switch to really do anything in her body, and she could use the wolf body to attack the pack without worrying about getting bit. 

	[i][color=cc33ff]Holy shit.... This is trippy...[/color][/i] Guin blinked, in the body of the smallest werewolf. Everything around her was red and black. She was much taller now in this body and she could feel the claws at the tip of her hands - well, [i]paws[/i]. 

	[i][color=7ea7d8]Why did you switch with the monsters we want to take down???[/color][/i]

	[i][color=cc33ff]I figured I could take them by surprise and avoid getting bitten,[/color][/i] Guin answered, as the other werewolves turned and started growling at her. Guin lunged forward, hoping to start some in-fighting among the werewolves, maybe they'd even take each other out. She wanted to rip out a throat with her teeth but instead, she ended up slashing a decent gash across the body of one of them. [i][color=cc33ff]Also you keep telling me to try new things so... I tried.[/color][/i]

	[color=7ea7d8][i]But what about the werewolf in your body?[/i][/color]

	[i][color=cc33ff]It should be really confused to suddenly be in a tiny girl body![/color][/i] Guin argued. Of course, the werewolf was [i]not[/i]. It apparently wasn't very confused by suddenly being in the body of a small human girl and instantly threw a punch at Pietro (which missed), a punch at Annie (which hit and sent Annie to the ground), and a kick at Lance (which also hit and knocked him down). Guin winced, switching back into her own body. [color=cc33ff]"Sorry! My bad. I didn't think the werewolf would know how to punch. Or not be totally confused by being in someone else's body."[/color]

	[color=7ea7d8]"I mean don't werewolves turn from humans or whatever?"[/color] Pietro asked with a bit of a shrug.

	[color=cc33ff]"Yeah but how often do they body hop?"[/color] Guin pointed out. She then focused on the werewolves, trying to psychically shut them down, but she wasn't able to get a firm grip on their minds. 

	[color=7ea7d8]"Eh who knows? I didn't even think we'd ever run into them ever until literally a minute ago when they popped up, so haven't gotten around to asking questions with regards to what they are used to or what has happened to them in their lives."[/color]