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Loki stood at the edge of the dead forest now turned barren desert. His golden horns peek out from under his hood. A pair of fiery red eyes scanned the area around him. Wings folded against his back preparing for flight. Weapon by his side ready to strike dark metal crescent shape to cut through nightmare phantoms. Loki fiery eyes hidden lightly by his golden locks taking charge of his destiny beyond this dead forest and gorge.