Honestly, running into Loki at the observatory at the end of the Bifrost was a pretty good setting.
Compared with the vast Underworld, this place was not very large. A typical mage like Loki had no room to struggle once two powerful warriors got close.
Of course, that was assuming the Reality Gem was not involved. As long as Loki still held the Aether, the two sides would be evenly matched at most.
But judging by how he looked now, he had probably given up resisting.
Loki was clearly still thinking about where things had gone wrong. Being recognized here was not what he had expected. He had disguised himself as Odin and Heimdall because he had intended to discuss certain matters under the identity of the All-Father.
But now, he could only speak in his true identity.
The God of Mischief in green leather armor tossed his sword aside. The key used to activate the Bifrost rang sharply as it hit the ground.
Lie after lie, betrayal after betrayal—he could easily obtain anything in Asgard, yet now he seemed utterly powerless.
"I was indeed watching. When you set a trap to catch birds, shouldn't you be holding the string?"
"I can set traps too, but every trap carries the risk of stepping into it yourself. So I prefer using a gun directly."
Facing Loki's question, Su Ming drew his greatsword and rested it on his shoulder. They had already sealed off Loki's escape route on the spatial level.
"Or a bow, or a slingshot, or a boomerang—the kind Indians use. Wait, is saying Indians discriminatory? The correct term should be North American Natives. Cut that part out."
Wade immediately chimed in, but halfway through, he turned to give instructions to an invisible film crew, even making a scissor gesture