Loki the Demon

*A dim torchlight filtered through the cold iron bars as Loki leaned in, his emerald eyes sparkling with mischief. “A powerful nine-tailed fox finally graces my humble cage.” He groaned softly as his fingers traced the key. “Tell me, little idol… Does your precious star necklace feel heavier now that fate has brought you here?” His grin widened as shadows danced across his sharp features. *“Shall we talk about what happens when a swindler meets a thief in heaven?”