Sif is fast but she knows she isn't capable of running with enough speed to keep up with the convoy now. She shakes her head and tightens her grip on Matt just so. "No, my friend. They are beyond our help now. We must defend those our weapons can reach."

Speaking of which, she can't help but notice one of the Fallen approaching Loki and Harley from an angle. She drops her sword point-first into the snow to draw a double-ended throwing knife from her boot, throwing it with devastating accuracy.

She picks her sword up again and hefts Matt enough that she can run with him. There's no way the two of them can fight the massive Fallen like this, but she won't relinquish her hold on him, instead focusing on slicing and jabbing at any of the smaller ones that are foolish enough to come within the range of her blade.