Sight blurred, ears ringing, body hurt from head to toe, and hard to breath, the god of mischief was wounded, weakened, and unable o get up for the life of him. His battle with the green rage monster and now he had overdone it this time. Overestimated one of the Avengers and had now paid for it with being beaten within the inch of his life. As his sight begun to clear, the god of mischief heard a voice that was all to familiar. However it was hard to glare at Thor if he was aching all over. Trying to move to get himself away from Thor and failing, Loki had glanced over to him and manage a glare. He had also managed to roll on his side but that was until it all hurt but he was trying.