"A rather hard task when they seem hell bent on eating me, Stark!" He snapped, though ceased using his magic, favouring for carrying on with his backwards retreat.
Loki was rather irritated at having been put in such a position and he certainly did not take kindly to being dictated to by Tony Stark of all people. However given his current state he was in no position to be fighting with the technologically enhanced buffoon and his posse as well as a horde of hungry looking undead. Another zombie jumped at him, teeth gnashing and he simply lashed out with a punch this time, refraining from killing it. He turned then to Stark with a look that said 'are you happy now?'.