*As Krave continues his plea to stop Loki, he begins to run out of excuses, much to Loki's amusement, Krave begins to realise that Loki isn't going anywhere*
Loki: You're on your own, aren't you?
*Loki hypothesises*
Krave: N-noo, my village is just behind this set of trees, there's hundreds of us, just waiting to feed you to the wild animals here!
*Krave babbles on, parading around claiming these 'facts', as Krave gets his lie in full swing, Loki whispers...*
Loki: Primitive art...
*He steps towards Krave and gives him a strong kick to the chest, Krave manages to stay on his feet, panting wildly, holding his chest*
Krave: What the hell was that for??
*Loki looks on, surprised that he took the kick so well*
Krave: That's it! I'll show you not to mess with me!..... and my people!