"Mortal, do not presume to demand anything of a goddess of Asgard," Asleif snarled.
She threw up a mystical shield, deflecting the repulsor bolts. "Elements of Midgard... heed my will!"
The air around Anya suddenly started to grow colder, as Asleif brought forth the north winds and ice.
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