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Loki could sense the energy off the other one. It was wild. In the mood he was in this could be incredibly fun. Loki was now in his Asgardian silks, the golden armor shining in the light. He had made the scepter appear through illusion in his hand. His knives were real but he found the scepter much more intimidating to look at. He rested the weapon on his shoulder. “You seem on edge. Everything alright?” Might as well poke the bear, the mischievous grin plastered on his pale skin.