"Where else better to set up a knife-throwing competition than a place owned by one of my many counterparts."

The mischievous smile was now shining through his obvious expression of amusement regarding the Viper's Pit. The younger scamp version of his owned this place and it didn't surprise Loki to know this, since he had good taste in things. The arms though? Those caught him off guard somewhat.

"I never knew you had two pairs of arms, skekSa. They must come in useful when stabbing your enemies multiple times."

A dangerous flash from his eyes and then a sip of his wine whilst he contemplated how she would fair in battle. The avian was practically a one-bird army. She was probably ruthless with that cutlass too. An interesting creature indeed. Loki's eyes ghosted over her throwing knives and knew it probably made no difference since everyone was welcome to bring along their own weapons. As long as they were knives of course.

"You may use your own weapons. As long as you don't cheat. This is a fine establishment, after all."

Of course it was. Run and owned by a Loki. The sarcasm was all there to see in his voice and Loki loved it.