*Emily*
“Loki, what's happening? Loki?” I drop to my knees beside him, my heart pounding in my chest. His eyes have rolled back in his head, and his face is unnaturally pale.
When I touch his cheek, I can feel the intense heat radiating from his skin. It's as if he's running a dangerously high fever, just as Sigyn had feared.
Suddenly, the door bursts open, and Tony strides in, a hint of anger in his expression. "What the hell is going on? Where have you two been?"
"Please, Tony, you have to help him. I think he might be dying," I plead, the panic evident in my voice. Loki's breathing is shallow, and his skin feels scorching hot.
Tony looks at me, then glances at Loki, rolling his eyes. "You two are going to be the death of me. Bob, please ask Benny to come here right away. He sho
