𝐀𝐧 𝐔𝐧𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐲 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 | 𝕃𝕠𝕜𝕚'𝕤 𝔸𝕗𝕗𝕝𝕚𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖

Dolls

Loki rushed towards the main street, littered with rows of businesses.

He was stunned to see a full blown fight taking place. The Asgardian people running in all directions to escape the bloody battle.

It was more than just a few primitive men fighting with sticks. This was a large number and he could clearly see some of the these men were skilled in weaponry and trained in fighting.

"Loki!" Thor yelled while in the middle of a fight with three muscled men.

Loki sprinted and dropped to the floor, sliding and knocking an armed man from under his feet.

"These are not the unskilled bandits I expected to meet!" Thor yells to Loki whilst dodging a blade swiped towards his head.

"Maybe less talk and more focus, unless you want to be remembered as the headless God?!" Loki scorned, firing a beam of magic towards an arrow flying towards Huggin.

"I am the God of Thunder, and I shall die remembered as such!" Thor boomed, sparking bolts towards more men.

Huggin looked at Loki in surprise, seeing the now off track arrow whizz past his face, narrowly missing him.

"You owe me one" Loki smirks.

"You're a show off" Huggin exclaims, darting forward and grabbing an unsightly looking man with his sharp talons. He carried him high into the sky, then let go. Allowing him to drop and hit the ground with a loud thud.

"Now who's the show off!" Loki said amused, while defending himself against two mindless thugs. Huggin grinned and together they outsmarted the majority. Soon the enemy numbers began to dwindle, and Loki finally stood still, looking around as he caught his breath.

He saw Thor and Huggin still engaged in fighting, yet didn't feel concerned, it was nothing they couldn't handle. Thor was more or less just amusing the docile men by now. Teasingly making them believe they could win. Only to laugh menacingly when he overpowered them again.

The other men more skilled in fighting had fled a while back after they realised they were out matched.

As Loki resumed a more steady breath he overheard whispers, and private chatter. His ears pricked up, hearing a familiar name.

"Gunnar's going after the bitch who cost him his hand. He's been watching Roamer, it was only a matter of time before she showed up. He knew she'd be whisked to safety when we bombarded the town. She's on the roads now, let's leave. Maybe we can still make it in time to witness the ambush and her punishment" the men laughed from behind a small shack.

Loki's heart pounded hard in his chest hearing the secret conversation. He ignored his desire to hurt the men, knowing had little time to waste. He needed to get on the road and catch up to you before Gunnar's ambush.

Thor watched in confusion as Loki swiftly mounted his horse.

"Where you going brother? The fun has only just begun!" he laughs, poking a downed man with the handle of Moljnir, and making him squeal.

Loki looked at him gravely "over by the shack, two men know the whereabouts of their leader. Capture them. I need to catch up to Kai quick!"

Huggin heard the fear in Loki's trembling voice, and immediately let go of the man he toyed with. He took to the sky, hovering above Loki.

"Is flower in danger?!"

Loki looked up with a face full of dread.

Huggin saw his expression and didn't wait around for an answer. He swooped higher, and flew as fast as he could, keeping his eyes peeled on the tracks of your horse.