Loki decided on another cruel looking knife, it was double ended and long, with a bar in the middle, it reminded the god of Sif's weapon on Asgard. His penchant had always been for knives and given how he'd torture the man with them so far, it seemed fitting. Walking forward he wrenched the trident out of the wall, smirking cruely at the torent of blood that flowed from the agents shoulder. He dropped the trident and it landed with a clang by his feet.
"Well allow me to end your suffering." he reached out with the blade, touching its tip over Coulson heart.