"My cultists?" he asked, a bit incredulously. If Loki was referring to the Satanists that had so inconsiderately left the slippery residue all over the Manor, then he was sorely mistaken.

"You mean the Satanists? I don't know anything about those. I haven't had a proper following in at least a millennium. Not really my thing." For all he cared modern cultists could take a long drop with a quick stop.