"I could help," Loki offers. "Me and whoever versus Thor. She'll still win if I'm not cheating, but it'll make it interesting."

Lúthien, do you know how to take a fall? It's inevitable if you're going to be one of 'everybody'.

"I should probably sit out too," she says reluctantly. "I am going to learn, though, now that I can."

"All right, so me and Irissë and Findekáno and Tyelcormo versus Thor. Unless Huan wants to play?"

"He says he'll fight Thor alone if she wants," Tyelcormo says.

Loki laughs and looks at Thor. "Might approach fair. - Might give you enough safety margin to pull Mjolnir, if Huan's up for it and you come to an agreement on the use of lightning."

"He says," Tyelcormo says, reaching down to scratch between his ears, "depends on whether magic music works here. Assuming it does, you are apparently on."

"Might constitute cheating," Loki says, "but I'll check." She unpacks the wind song and plays it softly and gets a cute little whirlwind. "Yep, it works."

"I'll allow it," Thor says generously. "To the practice halls! Though we'd better have this bout in the open air."

"With lots of room."

Huan makes an amused sound.

Tyelcormo grins. "Says you're on."

Thor pulls her hammer, whirls it by its strap, and rises into the air. The sky begins to darken.

If you ask me to explain why this isn't cheating, Loki remarks to assembled Elves and Maia, I really will not have a good explanation.

I am very confused about what your people consider magic, Findekáno admits.

I can make all the right predictions - she's not casting a spell, she wouldn't have the first idea how to make another hammer like that, it helps too that it thinks she's 'worthy' and won't let 'unworthy' people pick it up - but it's very stupid.

Huan is licking his paws.

The clouds continue to gather. It looks for a moment like Thor is going to build enough of a storm to throw lightning as her opening strike, but it turns out she's just being dramatic: after another quarter-minute she comes arrowing down out of the darkening sky, clouds roiling in her wake.

He leaps out of the way, and howls; the clouds swirl away from him.

And Huan might just barely be fast enough to evade her indefinitely, kicking up alarming chunks of the ground as he's forced into last-minute turns, but that's no fun anyway, so he'll lunge at her, try to bite her leg -

His teeth skid off her armour with a metallic screech. She swings the hammer, although from observing their trajectory an argument could be made that the hammer is swinging Thor.