It was quite a sight, the middle of Greenland was indeed ideal. There were no humans for miles around, so Loki had no reason to hold back!
He let go! Showing his true blue figure and raised mountains of ice, crashing them down on Gorr whom would be torn apart and then reform. Again and again, and then yet again.
Sif would attack a new, distracting Gorr giving Loki room for another of his ice attacks.
Strange came from the side with his shields and pushed Gorr into the line of fire.
Then Gorr pushed them back and both Sif and Loki landed back on their feet.
"It's funny, being a Jotun is actually kind of useful." Loki had to admit looking at his hand.
"Good for you. Stay alert!" Sif demanded and they both jumped aside.
Then Loki crossed his arms and suddenly there were multiple Lokis, all around in a circle. Gorr turned around as they all formed their hands and ice came from all directions.
Gorr roared as he threw down his sword creating a shock wave knocking the ice back, then Sif came and knocked Gorr into a portal made by strange, the other portal being high above making Gorr fall down, though even as he fell he turned into gue and then reformed so he landed on his feet, then suddenly a polar bear came running and clawed at him, Gorr slashed at it, only for the bear to turn into Loki whom ducked and slashed at Gorrs leg, cutting it off before he jumped back.
As always though, the leg merely turned nearly liquid and reformed.
"We are not getting anywhere." Sif gasped. "He just keeps reforming! What if… You just put him on ice? Permanently?" she suggested. "Bury him right there so he stays frozens for thousands of years!"
Loki nodded, but didn't respond as he ran forward, both his hands glowing from magic.
Then there were three Lokis, all launching for Gorr, left, right, from above and then one from below… His hand glowing brighter than the others, reaching up for Gorrs face as Gorr was distracted by the others.
Then wide-eyed the last second Gorr looked down and grabbed his sword, forcing it down, right through Lokis chest and body.
The second he did, the other Lokis vanished, those were the illusions, and the Loki below, his eyes were wide as the sword went straight through his body... His real body.
Sif's eyes widened. "No… NOOOOOO!"
A gurgling sound came from Lokis mouth, and then what should be blood but was black, was spat out of his mouth.
"You have been defeated… God Loki." Gorr stated, then suddenly a smirk appeared on Lokis face, a chuckle.
Loki was smiling making Gorr blink, then Gorr looked down and realized, Lokis hands… Were holding the blade that went through his own body. Lokis hands grabbed the sharp blade, then pulled it out of both his own body and Gorrs hands, turned it around, and stabbed Gorr right back in his own chest.
This time though, Gorrs body didn't just reform, the blade really went through him, buried in his flesh, and the white of his body turned black around the sword, as if the sword itself was eating him. Wide-eyed Gorr looked up as Loki grinned, that black substance dripping from his mouth.
"You said it yourself.." Loki gasped. "If I wanted the sword… I had to pride it from your hands. You never let go of it, not for a moment. Even when you were split into pieces, you still held unto it… your power. Doesn't come from you… It comes from the sword."
Gorr smiled lightly, his eyes actually growing soft. "So, you allowed yourself to be stabbed just to buy a single weak moment where my grip would be less tight?" he asked. "That deserves applaud." he admitted as the black spread from his wound.
"Any last words?" Loki asked.
"No… This was also how I got the sword, by taking it and killing its previous owner in the same motion. I think part of me knew… One day it would end like this. But it was fine, I had nothing left anyway." Gorr admitted then he smiled. "I shall see them again… my people." he stated as the black ate up at him. "Well at least, the one who finally got me was someone willing to admit… He might not actually be a god." and Gorr fell back, fell on the ground with the sword through him and there he laid… Never to move again.
Loki gasped and then he fell to his knees as he coughed and spat out more black.
"LOKI!" Sif screamed as she ran to him, grabbing him.
"Heh." Loki offered her a weak smile. "Never thought I had it in me to do something so noble? Did you?" she asked.
"Noble?!" Sif asked. "That was stupid!" she exclaimed.
"Well… I'm afraid my brother may have been rubbing off on me." Loki commented. "Hey….. Party magician." his red eyes starting to look clouded turning to Doctor Strange. "I kind of need you to safe my life here… So, would be so kind to do so?" he asked.
Strange looked at him, then nodded slowly as he walked over to Gorrs body, the sword still in him, then he pulled out the sword and turned back to Loki opening a portal. "By the way... I after I am done using this sword to heal you... You are not getting it back Loki." he informed.
Loki chuckled amused from the ground. "You can have it Doctor Strange, I don't need it. As you just witnessed."
Sif didn't hesitate to pick up Loki bridal style, holding the wheezing frost giant.
"It wasn't that bad with me." Sif swallowed.
"Your organs weren't hit." Strange stated. "That there looks like it probably hit the lungs, also judging from him spitting out the dark remains of the sword."
Sif groaned. "What if you had died!" she exclaimed.
"Well, wouldn't have been the first time would it?" Loki asked amused. "How many times are we at now?" he asked counting fingers. "Four? No-no... three." he chuckled weakly and hissed.
"Okay, now just keep quiet and safe your strength." Sif sighed as she carried Loki through the portal to New Asgard.
"Also maybe stop dying all the time." Strange muttered closing the portal behind them. "Something tells me that isn't very healthy."
And Loki laughed from Sif's arms. "Hahaha.. That's funny... You're funny Mr Magician." he chuckled amused and coughed. "Why didn't you tell me that sooner?"
Strange smirked grimly. "Do as lady Sif says and be quiet. You need to safe your strenght!"
And Loki nodded as he closed his eyes, allowing the others to handle him.
