Loki, looking at Silena in the distance, felt his protective instincts kick in as he heard her scream. "Run, Silena!", he called to her as he watched her run into a separate room. Loki tried walking out of the circle of shields but walking too close to one drew him back him. Seeing through the fire, was the man of his ex-lover. He didn't act like the same Thor sixteen years ago. Not at all. Just the thought of it made him feel fear and anxiety. His scepter wasn't in his hand since it was knocked out of his grip when the net fell on him. Seeing him walking close, he was kicked in the stomach that made him stumble backwards. Once the hammer hit him, his helmet came off his head, clattering to the ground. His body falling on the ground with it. Moaning in pain, he tries to pick himself up.