𝐀𝐧 𝐔𝐧𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐲 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 | 𝕃𝕠𝕜𝕚'𝕤 𝔸𝕗𝕗𝕝𝕚𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖

Battle of the Beasts

Thor, Kai and Huggin gathered around Loki, and helped him to stand firmly. Loki winced as he stood upright. A shooting pain radiated around his chest indicating a cracked rib.

"You're hurt brother!" Thor said concerned.

"Don't waste your worry on me. There is another life more worthy of your concerns. Focus on saving my Queen" Loki said, brushing aside his discomfort and turning to Huggin with urgency "Did he come? Did she come too?"

"I flew ahead with Kai, but they're not far behind" Huggin replied.

Loki nodded feeling pleased "So our plan is still on. I just pray to the Gods they're strong enough to help take down the winged beast"

Thor and Munnin looked bewildered at Loki. Unsure what plan he had mapped out with Huggin.

Loki saw their curious expression and was about to explain, but a scuffle between you and Beren diverted his attention. 

Beren was just about to blow his whistle again, commanding his beast to attack when you managed to free your gripped hand and grab his sheathed dagger.

You spun around and thrust it deep into Beren's body. But his reflexes were too fast. He twisted his body protecting his chest. Making you miss your desired mark. His heart.

"No one threatens my unborn son!" You yell, as he hissed from the sharp pain.

You tried to remove the blade and strike him again, but it was wedged deep into his shoulder bone.

You let go and attempt to run towards Loki instead. Only to hear the odd tune blow out, and immediately a large swipe of the dragons tail stopped you mid way. His long thick tail acting like a dividing wall, separating you from him.

Beren smirked at your worthy attempt at escape, pulling the dagger from his shoulder in one swift motion. He sheathed it on his belt and slowly walked towards you, resuming his hold.

"Nice try Princess. It seems even with your powers bound you can be quite lethal. I shall remember that on our wedding night. I'll make sure to bind your arms and legs wide apart so you can't fight me!" He said suggestively. His lips drawing in too close, surpassing your personal boundary. You turned your head in disgust, stopping him from kissing you.

Loki could only watch in turmoil. The dragons eyes were always piercingly tracking his movements. He knew in an instant Duron could expel fire so hot it would char all of them in seconds.

"Release her Beren, or fear a war between Asgard and Alfheim" Loki warned.

Beren scoffed "You think Asgard would wage war against my realm. Odin wouldn't be so careless. Besides, I'd simply work my charm and offer him something he wants. He's always so easily manipulated. He does love his possessions. Like an old hag, who obsesses over trinkets. Long gone are the days he was once feared and wise"

Beren gave Loki a sinister smile. His words instilling doubt in Loki's mind. Would Odin even help him?

"Then how about a war with Jotunheim!" Munnin interjected. Causing all eyes to direct at him.

"Why would Jotunheim interfere? They wouldn't care about a frost giant detached from his own people. Loki isn't accepted as Asgardian or Jotun. He's a loner, belonging to nothing"