[ Taking the axe, it glows in his hand and levitates a few inches. As Loki's spell binds around the weapon from the tips of his fingers, he peers through the magic at Ivar and explains. ]

Gods are difficult to summon, they don't like to be told when and where to appear. But this is a Mirroring Spell, like a reflection in a summer pool, so it's nothing demanding ... [ The axe hits the table, glimmering green before the lightshow dies down around Asgardian runes burned into the blade, some readable to Ivar and others not. ] Whenever you throw this into something and say my name immediately after, I'll be able to see what's going on around you and where you are. [ And ostensibly come to Ivar's aid.

He gestures for him to take the now enchanted axe. ]