You ran along the edge of danger, your feet slamming against the ground as you fought to dart ahead.
Faster, faster, and faster you went. Your legs screamed in pain, your lungs aching with the burning need for air.
Your goal lay ahead. A broken and bloodied Loki, fighting for his life against an angry Frost Giant. They both were dangerously close to an Ice Cliff, which no doubt had spikes below it, sharp enough to pierce through anything.
Your hands began moving together, forming intricate patterns as your mind raced for the right spells.
The Frost Giant and Loki rushed closer as you ran. The miles fell behind you as you closed the distance.
Your hands jerked out in front of you, a beam of light erupted from each one of your fingertips as you halted, just feet from the battle.
You watched as the Frost Giant looked at you. Its mouth opened before it stumbled backwards, plummeting below the cliff without a second to make a sound.
You looked from the cliff edge to the nearly defeated Prince, your feet finding the strength to go over to the edge and look over.
There was nothing but darkness below. You couldn't see the Frost Giant.
You turned, a weak smile painted across your lips.
He looked up at you, blood trickling from a wound on his cheek.
"Come here," You ordered lightly. He nodded, too tired to oppose or argue.
His footsteps crunched against the snow lightly, the only sound in a chorus of silence.
"Are you alright?" You reached out your fingers, brushing them against the cut. He winced and coughed, nodding slowly.
"I'm sick of all the violence. Why did you come here, Loki?"
He sighed, his lips opened.
"I don't know."
Your brows furrowed at his response, but quickly darted up in surprise as you felt something cold wrap around your leg.
You suddenly found yourself slammed to the ground, struggling to stay up.
You turned and saw the Frost Giant.
He had held onto something, perhaps a large ice crystal, and made his way back up.
You had been so close to the edge, all he had to do was reach out and grab you.
You were like him an instant later. You felt yourself dragged down, falling. You were falling so fast, you couldn't make a sound.
You felt the cold wind blast against your back, an odd numbness creeping up your spine.
You looked up to see Loki leaning over the edge. Shock was registered on his face as his eyes began flitting around, attempting to find you in the darkness.
You could see him through the darkness, but he could not see you.
You closed your eyes, a tear escaping your eye, floating off your face.
'I protected you,' You thought to yourself.
You felt an immense amount of pain. You looked down to see a pillar of what looked like ice pierced through your stomach.
You smiled once more, not knowing nor caring where the Frost Giant was. You had gotten there just in time, and that was fine with you.
You closed your eyes once more, relaxing for your last slumber, as silence swept throughout the bottom of the cliff.