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"I'm not sure if this will work. Never tried this one on a human yet." Tony admits.
"I'm not human." Loki reminds him. "I might be a man, but I'm also a witch. I can take more than you think."
Tony's eyes shine brightly under the moonlight, sharp and yellow, like a wolf's. Tony's silver dagger burns his skin, but the basilisk poison needs to be removed, along with the tainted blood. He doesn't dare to let it show. He doesn't want Tony to shy away.
They say witchers know no love, no emotion. Tony's care is proof against that.