Don't you dare Skuld. Resist those urges. "Skuld?" Uncertainty crept into her voice as she took a second glance at the person dangling uselessly from the large Golem. For a moment her expression betrayed her, some of the hardness was abandoned in her outward demeanor. I mean, it's not like she was happy to see the Valkyrie or anything.

Composing herself, even she had to admit that Skuld was on to something here.

"Still, seems like a lot of work to me...... because I'm willing to bet that you haven't picked up any of what passes for magic here yet." Translation: Hel would be casting all the spells.