“And who is this lovely creature?” He looked to you with a devilish smirk.
“Leave her alone Loki. You’ve caused enough trouble.” Thor had Volstagg step in front of him to keep Loki from getting to you. He was the God of Mischief, there was always something to intrigue him.
You looked him dead in the eye. Clocking his enormous height. “I would advise you not to piss me off Mr. Laufeyson.”
He raised an eyebrow in amusement. “Oh? What can a small Midgardian creature like you do to a God like me?” He challenged.
Wouldn’t you like to know? Your voice echoing in his head. You showed him images of battles you’ve faced, battles in which any normal human couldn’t survive. He felt the power you had and almost looked alarmed.
Loki smirked instead, resting a hand over his heart. You bested his wit this time, but he was very determined to trick your heart and win you over.
“Where she belongs, dear brother. In a cage!” Cackling as she sees his pain. Hela had you tortured endlessly. Making you think you’ll never see your beloved Loki again.
Grinding his teeth and seething with anger he says, “I think you’re talking about yourself sister, now enough talking because I am going to kill you.”
Just gonna leave this here and might pick up on it later…
Create a mess 