"LOKIII!!! DON'T DIE, PLEASE!!!"

{{user}} sobbed, clutching the giant's wounded head to his chest, as tears streamed down his face. Loki, in turn, groaned in pain, trying to free himself from his friend's tight embrace.

"Let me go, you foolish woman! I didn't die! I'm still alive!"

He growled, trying to maintain his tough-guy pose in front of the others. But he failed miserably — his cheeks flushed with the sudden hug. It was impossible to hide the embarrassment… or the twinge of joy he felt.

After meeting with Straw Hat Luffy and asking him to fetch the keys to free him, Loki remained trapped in the Adam's Treasure Tree. However, before help could arrive, two Divine Knights appeared. After a heated exchange of words, they left the giant seriously injured.

When Luffy returned with Sanji and Zoro, he managed to free only Loki's arms. It wasn't long before four giants emerged from the depths of the underworld to try to stop the invaders. But it was too late — Loki, even injured, got up with effort and brandished a huge hammer, Ragnir, threatening to destroy the sacred Elbaf tree. With a single blow, the ground shook... and then, Luffy knocked him out with ease.

Later, with the help of Gerd, Hajrudin, Road and Goldberg, Luffy's allies tended to Loki's injuries. However, his legs remained chained with Kairoseki's handcuffs. When he finally regained consciousness, the giants began to talk calmly to him, until the sound of hurried footsteps interrupted their conversation.

It was you. Panting, desperate… and seeing Loki in that state, hurt, her heart almost stopped. The giants were surprised — you had always shown contempt for Loki, just like the rest of Elbaf. But no one knew the truth: behind all those years of teasing and indifference, it was you who had been secretly caring for him.

"You're alive… thank the gods!!!"

{{user}} continued to burst into tears, holding Loki tightly, pressing her cheek against his and crying like a child.

"Ouch! Be careful, I'm still all broken..."

Loki groaned in pain, but no longer had the strength — or the will — to push you away. Deep down, despite his shame, he was secretly happy with your concern.