Evans, dissolving into specks of gold in the surveillance footage, looked at the camera with a teasing, provocative smile.
"We originally planned to capture Loki directly. Once everything was prepared and we had locked onto Evans's movements, we saw the surveillance footage..."
Natasha leaned back in her chair and spread her hands helplessly. "After that, we suspended the second plan."
"We have no way of knowing whether the Evans currently sitting in the Oval Office is Loki's transformed true body or a physical duplicate."
Steve Rogers shook his head.
After the first trap plan failed, they had swiftly deployed a second decapitation plan.
As long as they captured and controlled Loki first, cutting off his Mind Control over the nation's upper-echelon senators, politicians, and generals, they could prevent Loki from doing whatever he pleased in the president's position.
No matter how bad things got, it would still be better than Loki sitting in the president's seat while they anxiously worried about a Third World War.
But when they saw the surveillance footage, they slumped back into their chairs in frustration once again.
What was the point of capturing a fake physical duplicate of Loki? It would only make Loki target them openly, and the gains would not outweigh the losses.
The current relationship between S.H.I.E.L.D. and Loki appeared calm on the surface, but beneath it, both sides were using every trick at their disposal to see whose methods were superior.
Loki was not only afraid of making too much noise and drawing Odin's attention from Asgard; he was also afraid that He-El would catch him directly.
He already knew full well that he was no match for He-El in a real fight.
Being able to compete with S.H.I.E.L.D. in secret suited him perfectly. He had always enjoyed and excelled at