Jumping forward, one hand on Loki's throat and the other on his free right hand, Crowley pinned the god to a wall.

"That can be arranged," he snarled. The demon considered just snatching Chicago from Loki's grasp but there was too much of a possibility for her to get hurt if they were both tugging on her fragile little body. "Thisss is how it's going to go. You will hand the cat over now and I will not kill you. If you don't value your own life then you'd bessst be thinking about those wolves of yours and what I'll do to them when you're no longer around."