He tracked the aim of the gun precisely - he'd seen those things before, when Thor had his little adventure in Midgard - and calculated precisely the trajectory of the projectile. Sentimental, Soma. He didn't so much as flinch at the sound.

Loki laughed as he stood, a low amused chuckle, and vanished. His image appeared to both sides of Soma and the Once-ler, and ahead of them. All three images pulled daggers from the air and threw them.

Invisible, Loki himself leaped after them, whipping two more daggers through the air, one for each. He didn't pause as he landed, running ahead.