"As you wish, my Queen," Loki said by way of acceptance, taking a step closer to Sif. He wanted to strangle her right now, her mere presence fucking with every calculated plan he had. Glancing briefly at the dead bodies of the other Warriors, Loki tried to keep his calm façade. Now they were dead, and Thor was going to be livid once he found out. One more mess to clean up when this Hel was over. Calming himself, Loki stepped up to Sif and removed his dagger from where he'd hidden it earlier.