Loki was happy that he was able to save the Kingdom that he had come to be fond of. But was also the home to two of his cherished loved ones. Hearing his mother speak up, Loki looked to her as she rubbed his arm. The Jotun's lips parted as if to say something but no words were said. Loki put his free hand to his head, his eyes closed as he felt what to be a headache, but much more happened. He saw what seemed to be Eric, fighting something like he had never seen. A black smoke. Then who he found out was Fandral had died by claws that looked familiar but couldn't place it. After that, he saw a cage be set on fire and the smoke broke free. Eric was outraged, pained and sad. "Eric?.." He whispered out as he tried to keep himself standing. Loki staggered where he had stopped. This seemed to have proved to much for he collapsed where he stood. The last image he saw was of Eric riding on horseback, but with no knowledge on where he was riding to.