"Loki told us a crow-god put you up to it," Blaze says, after studying her for a moment or two. "Pay a blood sacrifice or face eternal Winter, or however it went. Sounds like some kinda crazy fairy tale, but the kind that's actually real these days, so I'll buy it. Figured it would've had to be something like that, anyway. Once I thought about it," she amends.

"But I'm still trying to make sense of the whole story. When did it start? How long were you sitting on that plan, trying to figure out when to strike?"