[ Loki Laufeyson? Yasha planned to commit that name to memory. It's quite evident that the trickster is a threat and Yasha would be a fool not to watch his every movement here in Vatheon. Should he live, Loki just made a rather powerful enemy out of gloomy Demigod. ]

You may have bested me now but don't get cocky.

[ Those words came out as a faint whisper now that most of his energy had been drained. Struggling to stay conscious now, the reluctant Demigod answered Loki with a look of defiance within his golden gaze. ]

I'm Yasha of the Seven Deities, the God of Melancholy. This won't be the last time we shall meet.