Chapter Eighty Eight
Except it didn't.
Because we didn't make it.
On the way out, we hit some kind of wall.
Loki and I fell to the ground, with me banging my head on the way.
"Oww," I said, rubbing my head. "Then again, getting out of this place…You didn't think that it would be that easy, did you?"
Loki didn't seem to hear me. He almost seemed frozen. "I know what we have to do. To escape this place."
I raised my eyebrow at him. "Yeah? You want to let on anytime soon?"
He looked up, into my eyes. "We need to make you an Asgardian."
My eyebrows went higher. "How the hell do we do that?"
"There is a process," he said, sitting up. "But it's going to hurt."
I sighed before muttering, "Doesn't everything?"