Loki and Ingrid 35--if anyone still cares about this series
Missing You It happens in slow motion as Lyd throws the punch. But Loki is ready for her, a shielding charm out before she can react. She’s on the floor of the ship in seconds. “Guys! Stop!” shouts Sif, attempting to fly a spaceship as my stomach churns. I feel frozen, as Lyd struggles to her feet. “What do you think you’re doing?” “Loki, this is your fault.” “I thought it was my fault for not turning him over to you!” I shout. “I’m confused!” chimes in Sif, narrowly dodging a stray asteroid. “Great,” I sigh. “Who do you think you ar...