If Loki had had eyebrows, this would have been the point to raise them. Instead a laugh had to suffice. "What are you afraid of? You are their superior. I think they need to learn a lesson." With that he turned around sharply. He stopped his ascent and went into another dive. Most of the mortals started to scatter but a few brave ones still remained. Of course, one could easily substitute 'brave' for 'stupid. He landed in the streets in front of them.
"Hello, little mortals," his voice boomed over the three remaining men. "False gods, imagined gods, have dictated your life-" A quivering boy shot. Others joined. Loki's speech was interrupted. The god annoyed. "Cease this malarkey! For I will tear you apart if you do not follow my command!"