Mischief Making - Loki and Dr Strange
Invisible to the naked eye, Loki had situated himself with a bird's eye view of the ring. Precariously perched on the flashing scoreboard. Loki leaned forward with a keen eye to watch as Thor entered the arena.
Hrmph. An Avenger first, then a god? Is that how these mortals perceive thee, brother? Or mayhaps 'tis how thou perceive thyself? I should purge this entire stadium for their idiocy, but to what end? Loki shall have his day.
Holding his hand with his palm upward, he cast a spell of dark sorcery of ever increasing in intensity, holding it in reserve to release at the opportune moment.