Loki was not even the slightest bit of regret as he watched the girl. He did indeed feel a small feeling in his gut to protect her. It disgusted him. To protect the daughter of his ex-lover and his wife. But he was the Kinf of the Moors. The protector of all beings within the forest. The girl included. He didn't feel or show any emotion as he noticed that the girl was in trouble. Sparking an idea in mind, he looked at Diaval. "Bring them to me. All of them", he told him before he flicked his fingers and Diaval shrunk into an animal which made a growl before he dissapeared into the fog. They were in for a surprise. Silently, he walked behind the girl and blew magical dust on her, making her sleep before he moved her out of sight.