Okay then! ^.^

omg I'm sorry, I feel bad ;w;

Loki lay sprawled out on the ground, whimpering, air growing cold around him. Somehow this man didn’t fall for any of his tricks and managed to dodge every single ice attack thrown. What kind of training did he receive to have defeated the (adopted) son of Odin Hundr?!

As the figure loomed over him, Loki got one last blurry glance at the silhouette of the man before everything went dark. He never could have believed that a single punch could possibly knock out one considered a god.

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Oh my god what an excellent portrayal of his character and abilities! I love it!!!

The spirit-like dog had came out of nowhere, and Lanie panicked, to say the least. As in, she hit it with the grandest fire spell she had.

Surprisingly, the dog was unscathed. The ground around it was scorched, but the flames appeared to have missed the dog entirely. It laughed, in a human-like cackle, and ice started to grow from the ground around it. Lanie shivered slightly, and melted the ice with another spell.

Suddenly the dog was gone. No, wait-

It was behind her. She jumped as a freezing-cold paw poked her neck. The dog laughed again, and disappeared. 

When she turned around, an ice-gray snake with a lopped-off head slithered towards her. In a silvery cloud, it transformed into a rabbit, then a horse. Lanie watched these strange transformations, entranced by the growing cloud of silver powder. 

At last, the dog transformed back into its original form. “Who-who are you?” Lanie choked out. 

“Loki!” 

As the dog said its name, the cloud surrounded Lanie in a choking mist. The ground gave way beneath her, and when she could finally see she didn’t know where she was.

“Wanna play?”

The long high pitched shriek drug on through the maned wolf's ears as she opened her eyes slowly to see a blurred image of the man standing triumphantly over her sprawled out body. Her head exploded with the headache that ripped through her brain, making her groan. Pushing herself up to her feet, she could feel the slight breeze in the side of her armor that had been torn off and wrinkled her black nose at him with a flash of her large white canines. This was ridiculous. 

Bang! Netto's handgun cried out the last bullet, only to disrupt the harmony of shooting his target and fall down by reflecting his attacks once more.

"Tch!" Netto attempts to reload his gun, detaching its magazine in order to renew the bullets used. However, it came to a conclusion wherein he has no more ammo left. Goddamn it, this guy is someone unusual! It's a mistake to keep you alive in order to be interrogated! Why don't you just give up and dieeeeee?!

Earlier in their duel, his darts didn't seem to work on his opponent; he cannot drug him and distract him by planting illusions on him. With that, he knew that his opponent may be serious that the divine gods are by his side. "Don't fuck with me, you bastard! What did you even do for your so-called gods to bless you like this anyway, letting you go?!" Not admitting defeat, he flashed a grin before he pursues him one last time by hitting his opponent's head with the dart gun's handle. Of course, Netto's current state didn't let him run like usual, so his hit was surely a miss.

Heavily breathing as he spits some of his blood out, he grinned to taunt him for the last time. "Seems like you won this time, god's child. However, do you know? Gods can be killed. If one were to lose their beliefs on a god, they'll surely believe themselves. People who stick to their beliefs tend to be the blessed one, and they also tend to have the power unbound by common sense and ignorance; to invoke miracles. You better remember this, because I will for the rest of my life."

Montgomery took on his best fighting stance he learned in Tae Kwon Do... Not like it would do much to intimidate the being before him. It continued to stare with its sole eye, giving off an air of amusement. The being lashed out at him, and he just barely dodged, but looked at his leg--a bit of the fur was scraped off.

"That about does it!" Montgomery yelled, fuming. "Nobody messes up my fur and gets away with it!" With that, he charged forward with his best battle cry, placing a well-aimed step behind side kick right to the solar plexus. Unfortunately, it was so well-aimed it was predictable, and Jan grabbed his leg and slammed him to the ground. The sunglasses sustained a small crack, and dust was flying everywhere. Montgomery was too stunned to move. NOBODY had EVER countered one of his kicks so easily. Nobody.

He was defeated not only on the physical level, but the pride as well. There he stayed, in the dirt, for about a half hour, unable to say any words to the inky black creature, unable to admit that he had been defeated. But hey, what can a normal man do against a monster?

Avenaigyst stared at the cat. He blinked, and sat down heavily, clutching his broken ribs. With a sleeve, he wiped away the small trickle of blood that had been dripping from the corner of his mouth. There was a moment of silence, then he grinned. "Tae Kwon Do, huh? How unexpected!" His laughter broke into coughs, and he winced, before his single visible eye stared at the obnoxiously pink sunglasses. "Well, you beat me fair and square, so what can I do? I really must say though, you have my respect. Anytime you want a rematch, feel free to hit me up. I'll be in the city somewhere." AB stood up painfully, on hand pressed to his side, his mouth twisted in a half-smile. He limped over to the blood-red scythe on the ground, picking it up and swinging it over his shoulder. With a wave at Montgomery, he turned to go. "We'll have that rematch one day. Look forward to it~"