Loki

Seeing Hercules barrel forward and pummeling the bank's door Loki slinks behind the stampeding demigod towards the fray.
He see's the billowing green mist surrounding Mysterio and sneers in disdain at the man attempting imitate his domain. He speaks to himself attempting to find what motivates himself most, repaying all the ungracious slights hurled from those conceited abusers.

"Bluntly wielding illusions to have your way? I will show you your better."
This wouldn't be too difficult he had seen the japering spider jester enough on the glass framed scryers. A bit of bravado and wit coalescing from small fingertips.