Worthy, Yet Unwilling ||Thor||

|IX|

They landed together in the cold and barren wastelands of Jotunheim and a single look around from Drina told the group that they should definitely be regretting their choice to leave the Realm of Asgard, for this mission that is suicide in Jotunheim.

"We shouldn't be here." Hogan murmured and Drina inched closer to Loki, while Conor walked almost onto Thor's heels in a attempt to stay close, to the more physically powerful son of Odin for certain.

"Agreed, we should not have come to Jotunheim. But I was already outvoted by all of you, so this cannot be blamed unto me." She stated and Loki, unseen by the others took one of her hands in his.

"She does have a point. We all chose to come here out of our love for all of the adventures awaiting us, all across the Nine Realms. But, Drina came out of a sense of duty and justice, rather a opposite reason from us." Sif stated, as Drina nodded slightly at her words. "I am glad to have another woman on the team though." Sif proclaimed and they began to make the ways into the heart of the realm of Jotunheim, which was a sad-looking, colder and blue version of Asgard.

"Too late to turn back now." Loki murmured to Drina, who was feeling the very same feelings of dread, that she had felt from the vaults earlier in the day.

Only, it was multiplied this time by three-hundred fold, as she knew that she was surrounded by Frost Giants... but she couldn't see any of them at all and it terrified her.

She had a broadsword on her back that was concealed with an illusion of her fur coat, but, she knew that it was a weapon of great historical battles to tell, and she had been given it by her father. It was supposed to be Conor's originally, but Týr had given it to her instead, which was a cause of tension between Conor and Drina, while also being a cause of even more tension in between Drina and her mother.

"Run back home, little princess." A Frost Giant insulted Thor, just as they were all about to leave in peace and a curse came from Drina's direction.

"Damn." Loki cursed as well, as they looked at each other, knowing exactly what was coming next.

Thor sent the Frost Giant who had spoken, headfirst into the nearest of the walls and Loki was looking rather uncertain, as Drina moved to stand by his side, since Thor needed no help in fighting, but rather, could just do with more brain cells. "Next?" He asks, and a cocky tone of voice was clear.

Everybody started fighting swiftly after Thor drew first blood, and Drina was sticking close to Loki, and the trio of warriors to help them to the best of her abilities.

She heard Volstagg scream and she turned her head quickly, unaware of a Frost giant standing right behind her.

"Don't let them touch you!" He called out, but Drina lets out a roar of agony, as the burns began to spread.

Conor lunged forward and destroyed the Frost Giant, as Drina got a hold of herself, and finally unsheaths the one sword that might startle the Jotun.