Loki wasn't startled at all, appearing in the cage. Instead, he chuckled. "If you are so [i]powerful[/i], then why are you in this box?" Loki taunted. He paced around the cell, his scepter banging on the ground with each and every step. "You see, Lucy, I make a policy: I don't work with those who are weak."

He paused, and in an instant, Loki appeared twelve feet away from the cell. It had been an illusion all along. "Prove to me your worth by leaving that cell, hmm?"
[hr][hr]Castiel nodded, and vanished, his wings fluttering slightly. Cornish rolled her eyes. "Really, boss, scared for some kids now? You're getting [i]soft.[/i]"

Still, with a demonic chuckle, Cornish reloaded her guns, and began firing at the demons on the stare. Demon by demon dropped, each bullet precisely aimed and cared for. Eventually, Sam's path was clear. 

"Go on, then, boss, go help the moose!" Cornish cackled, reloading once more. "I've got plenty of ammunition left!"

Sam, meanwhile, had made his way to the back room. He opened up the door, only to have his eyes widen. "Dean!" Sam shouted. "You're going to want to see this!"