Sif sets the bag onto her back, not trusting the land around them well enough to set Faolan down. When Cho gives the signal, she grabs her legs and pulls. Hard. Sif may no longer have the strength of a god, but she is still more stalwart than most mortals.

Cho gets through safely, but the moment they are once again assembled, the ice creaks. Shifts. Sif growls and shifts around, yelling towards the direction she thinks the tower may be.

"Enough of these games! We have a child with us, you petty idiot."