Powerless to move an inch, Loki fundamental gave up his dream of running away. His half-broken body stiffened and itching as time passes. His broken ribs were not healed. He was in a state of paralyzed. It's not even clear if he could run away from here let alone rehabilitate himself.
"Ah!" He coughed with great grief. At that moment a single creature entered the cottage. It was scowling at him with considerable attention. Loki tried to figure out who it was but flunked as he wasn't able to move his head for a single moment.
Who could it be? Was it a wild animal like that boar he fought earlier? Whatever it was it wasn't much of a problem if it didn't attack Loki. On the other hand, if it attacks him, he would certainly be found dead. In most cases, his body parts would be devoured by that creature. The unidentifiable creature was glazing at Loki from the corner where Loki's sights didn't reach.
On second thought, there might be a tribe or something in here otherwise there's no way a wild animal could build up such a house. Loki was somewhat sure of the existence of humans here. The arts were finishing their meal and were prepared to approach me. What they need is a speck of dead. They would ambush Loki the moment he falls on the laps of the dead.
It wasn't pleasant scenery at least. It was a rare sight indeed. However, something happened and that was enough for Loki to change his mind about running away. The unidentified creature lingering around the corner came near him. Slowly but surely Loki grasped its face.
"A human?" Loki was dumbfounded shocked. Well, he wasn't that much because he knew that there have to humans. It was a man. His clothes were made with leaves from the tree and some animal skin. Most probably it was black panthers. So, in here you could find an animal that? Loki thought in his mind. He was in preparation for the unexpected development of his life. The man had a white long beard. He was holding a stick-looking thing. His appearance was the same as a caveman still the aura he was emitting was nothing like normal. Loki thought he mistook him as a normal being. He could be a player like 'Jack'. He could be hiding himself as a weirdo or something like that.
"Who are you?" Loki tried to ask him but the man's words didn't come out of his mouth. He just looked at him with wide eyes. Then he got close to him, sniffing Loki's body here and there he stopped at a certain point.
"can't you talk? or what?" Loki said utterly frustrated. "Move my body from here." No matter how much Loki tried to explain the words flew over his head.
" Shit!" Loki shouted as he saw the big black ants approaching him. Where the rule went? No, to attack until dead.
"For God's sake!"