you fight him.

"i'm not going to let you get away with this." you said. you wore your favourite party outfit, as you thought you were going to a peaceful ball in germany for a nice vacation. but no, here you were, in front of a global supervillain with a gun in your hand.

"sure you are." he said, taking a step towards you with his scepter.

"and why would i do that?"

"because, i'll make you." as the scepter was a centimeter away from your temple, a giant crash came from above, tony stark, your boss, came crashing down, knocking loki out.

"you okay?" tony asked as you brushed yourself off.

"fine. now lets get this son of a bitch into jail."