You’ve Grown, Loki

Before Loki could even lift his ass, He-El already knew what he wanted to do. Loki wanted to drag this presidential election war into his own rhythm. But as long as it was on Earth, any rhythm was futile. He-El had the entire situation under his watch. "I thought you wouldn't care about this controllable military force. Are you afraid of having no military power in your hands to threaten others?" He-El asked with a faint smile.