The clones take the hits, the invisible one shimmering into sight, and the first one... Well, if the bullet hadn't (apparently) ricocheted off of his armour, he'd be bleeding most convincingly.

Loki himself drops flat at the shot, moving fast, and the shot still hits his shield, generating a shimmer of green in the air over his head. In the next second, he puts his seven-league stride boots to good use, and switches places with his first duplicate.

"You realise I'm perfectly willing to just talk, right?"