Revenge of the Dads
Loki stepped between the beings. His attention jumped from being to being as he shared some of it with Rhysand. "Souls can do a lot of damage. Especially those filled with anger and longing for revenge," he said softly. He was living proof of it. His ghostly self was nothing but a soul. "But please, cut them loose. Whatever Higgs has done, must be undone." He gestured towards Rhysand. "And then maybe, I can give them a little spark." By now, he knew that spell by heart. He had used it time and time again. He was sure some were craving revenge just like he did. Who was he to deny them?