Loki winced as a wrong move let the pain light up again. "Take that side and let's show them that they should not come too close," the god said and pointed to Shannon's front. He stepped to the edge of the dragon's shadow. A purple glow built up in his arm. The energy he channelled was overwhelming. A buzz that went right through his body. The power vibrated within him. Decay spread out from where the power gem rested. It would all be worth it.
There was a mad gleam in his eyes when he let go. A cone of raw energy went out in front of him, knocking over the oncoming demons and shattering the buildings around them. A few were awfully resilient and managed to get up. An act many Asgardians had not managed when their fleet had been conquered by Thanos.