“Loki, what are you doing!?” I cried, struggling against him.

“I’m getting what I came here for,” he snarled behind me.

“Loki!” Persephone gasped. “I told you, I’m not going with you!”

“You’re not going to have a choice,” Loki hissed. He twisted my arm tighter.

“Ow,” I whimpered, my shoulder straining uncomfortably.

“Caleb, look at me!” Loki shouted, his voice nearly breaking my eardrums as it boomed around me. ...