In Times Square, the crowd kept growing, their momentum swelling larger and larger.
Some young girls had found boards from who knew where, with Loki's face and name drawn on them in LED lights. They held the light boards high, looking so blissful they were practically about to faint.
Onstage, Loki's singing slowed. He leaned forward, launching into a classic forty-five-degree anti-gravity tilt.
The shadows on the ground writhed, and several hands reached out, firmly gripping Finn and the other two by the ankles as they struggled to keep up with lead singer Loki's movements.
"Fuck."
"This is damn hard!"
"He's not human!"
Sweating, Finn and the other two, who had been assigned as backup dancers, cursed inwardly and complained nonstop.
Naturally, Loki did not care how they felt. Seeing the passion of the fans at the scene, he waved while leading the three backup dancers down from the stage, taking off his hat and bowing in thanks.
"Thank you all for coming to my solo concert.
My dear Loki fans, wave your arms, then tell me loudly—did I sing well?"
"Yeees—"
"Loki, you're the best!"
"Loki, I love you—"
"Aaaah, I want to have your babies!!"
"Loki, Loki, Loki."
The fans cheered loudly, their voices rising wave after wave like the sea. Even the small trees and streetlights on both sides of the street refused to be left out, twitching excitedly.
Boom—!!
A massive torch streaked across the night sky, carrying a piercing whistle as it smashed straight into an F-35 fighter jet circling high above and blew it apart.
The other fighter jet was clearly frightened. In a moment of carelessness, it spun as it plummeted from the sky.
The Statue of Liberty, her face full of excitement, reached out with her empty right hand and grabbed it,