Tired. Exhausted.
Loki didn't know how to describe how he felt right now.
It was like the utter exhaustion after a great battle.
He realized he couldn't squeeze out even a trace of magic.
"Phew... phew..."
The young man panted heavily, glaring up at Tony floating in midair as he gritted his teeth. "If you've got the guts, come down and fight me!"
He was truly furious. Over the past twenty minutes, no matter what magic he used, that damned tin man had kept relying on the same old trick—flying through the air to evade his magical attacks.
"Come down?"
Tony, flying overhead, had his armor wave a hand. "I know exactly what my role is."
A flexible, mobile artillery platform. He wouldn't engage in close combat unless he had to.
"Fine! Fine! Fine!"
Loki clenched his fists, shot Tony another hard glare, and spat out a threat. "You'd better sleep with one eye open."
After saying that, Loki warily glanced at Jino in the distance, who stood with his arms folded as though watching a show. Then he raised his head and shouted toward the sky, "Heimdall! Take me back!"
Before his words had even faded, a thick, dazzling seven-colored pillar of light descended from the heavens like a waterfall, tearing through the night sky and enveloping Loki.
"That beam... its energy fluctuations are incredibly powerful!"
Inside his armor, Tony stared in shock at the energy readings displayed on his screen.
"That's the Rainbow Bridge. You can think of it as Asgard's large-scale spatial transportation device—a kind of black technology of theirs."
After hearing Jino's explanation, Tony descended from the sky and opened his faceplate, revealing a stunned expression. "A spatial transportation device? I didn't expect Asgard's technology to be this advanced."
"They're a race that has existed thousands