And Loki turned to Dark. "Silence your tongue!" Fury, in him, in his voice. "If you would like to ransack the town for trinkets, please, do so, and spare us your presence. In the meantime, some of us would rather solve the problems for which we have been summoned."

He was a hypocrite, of course. He had not intended to summon this woman -- he had intended to destroy this city, or at least its center of power. And he had, of course, taken Obi-Wan's and Bakura's energy without telling them how he was using it.

Nevertheless: Dark annoyed him.

"Is there no balance here?" he asked the woman, his mind working quick. "Chaos should destroy at the rate that order builds, should it not? Or are the thorns the price for springing haphazard cities from the wilderness?"