Ophelia's voice was ice-cold, devoid of the slightest hesitation. Zerev also sensed something off about his own condition, knowing they couldn't drag this out any longer. Loki's expression shifted when he heard Ophelia's words. He pleaded for mercy as he fled. "Ophelia, please spare me! I swear I won't tell anyone your secret! I'll never do it again!"
Things having reached this point, there was no way Ophelia would believe him anymore. She merely exchanged a glance with Tyler and joined the effort to corner Loki. Seeing Ophelia lunging at him, Loki still hadn't grasped the severity of the situation. Instead, a flicker of joy surged in his heart. He figured that as long as he captured her, Zerev and Tyler wouldn't dare kill him. Thus, instead of dodging, he lunged straight back at Ophelia.
