Still No Match for Him

In the darkness, Loki, wrapped in yellow energy, looked down at He-El from above, while He-El raised his head from the ground and gazed at Loki. It was as though sparks flew from their exchange of glances in the night. Loki smiled disdainfully, holding the Mind Scepter in his hand, calm, composed, noble, and elegant, as if he had not been the one whose backside had been shattered by He-El earlier, losing all semblance of divine dignity.