He took out his hammer and took hold of it, just in case. Without his armour, this was his most prized possession and his biggest comfort. Sadly, it had lost whatever magical charge it had gained in Manehatten—he had tested it on a tree a few days back. No satisfying Thorian hammer blow unfortunately. Whatever the witch did to it, he guessed it only retained magic it absorbed, and it absorbed magic that directly struck it. That was at least what he was guessing; he'd have to test it.