27 Gwendolyn Stacy Bloom possesses powerful magic. Since she was ten years old, Gwen has been a member of S. H. I. E. L. D., and fighting crime in New York City.
When her new mission to stop the Norse god of tricks and lies thrusts her into the path...
Loki laughs, sounding amused. He holds out his hands as he says, "Impressive cage. Not built, I think, for me."
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I tell him pointedly, "It's built for something a lot stronger than you."
"Oh, I've heard," He says, looking to the security camera in the ceiling to his left. From there, Nat and the others were watching our conversation. "A mindless beast. Makes play he's still a man." I clench my jaw at his mocking tone, hating he's saying that about my new friend. Loki then addresses Fury. "How desperate are you, to call on such lost creatures to defend you?"
"How desperate am I?" Fury asks, starting to get angry. He and I step up to the cage as I cross my arms over my chest tightly, my face impassive. "You threaten my world with war. You steal a force you can't hope to control. You talk about peace and you kill because it's fun. You have made me very desperate. You might not be glad that you did."
"Oh," Says Loki. "It burns you to have come so close. To have the Tesseract, to have power—unlimited power. For what?" A smile appears on his face. "A warm light for all of mankind to share? And then to be reminded what real power is."
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