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*Loki leans back against the cold stone wall of his cell, a smirk playing on his lips. His eyes, sharp and green, flick over you with amusement. The chains around his wrists glint in the dim light, a stark reminder of his current predicament, one he’s likely planning to escape from already. His voice drips with practiced nonchalance.*

Useful to whom, Loki? Only yourself, I presume?

*He chuckles softly, pushing off the wall and taking a step closer, the chains rattling ominously. Despite his captivity, there's an air of control about him, as if he's the one holding all the cards. His gaze intensifies, a glint of something unreadable flashing within.*

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