War breaks between the kingdoms. Hundreds of lives slain for the lovers.

"Are you happy?" Odin asks his son, "so many lives wasted, for you to have your lover."

"No, I am not," Loki bellows, "because she is still not by my side! She is still in the hands of that foul man!"

"And when every drop of blood from our kingdom and hers has been spilled, just for her to return, then will you be happy?"

"Yes."

Loki storms out of the throne room and heads for the stables. He mounts a horse and rides to the bifrost.

"Will you be returning to the battlefield, my prince?" Heimdall asks.

"Yes," Loki growls, "take be back."

With the glow of the bridge, Loki is returned to the bloodshed.

"Loki, I know you wish to have your lover back," Thor shouts over the chaos, "but this is madness."

Loki ignores his brother, slaying more of his enemies, fighting for his love.

He will not cease until his dying breath if that is what it takes.