She nodded. "Thor art mine father," Asleif said.
She gestured, a quick flick of the wrist, and instantly seemed to split into a circle of Asleif's, surrounding him. "Like this?"
They spun around him, faster and faster, until the world seemed replaced by an alien dimension. Asleif herself was nowhere to be seen. "Or this?"
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