"Isn't that a little extreme?!"
Unlike Gamora and Red Skull, who had no idea what was coming, Star-Lord had witnessed the power of Arale's little fists.
If he hadn't already learned about her incredible strength while they were trading the Orb, Peter Quill would have thought Kraft had given Arale the Power Stone to use.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Gamora watched Peter Quill hollering in bewilderment, convinced there was something seriously wrong with this man's brain.
Before Star-Lord could explain, however, Gamora heard the little girl named Arale let out a sharp cry, then swing her tiny fist down at the ground.
"Hah!"
Her soft, pale little fist struck the ground, splitting the earth beneath their feet.
Just as Gamora was marveling at the power of Arale's punch, what happened next made her understand exactly why Peter Quill had been so worked up...
That punch had split Vormir in half!
The little crack in the ground stretched outward, becoming a chasm that bisected the entire planet in the blink of an eye. Gamora could even see the sky on the other side of Vormir through the rift beneath her feet.
"Ah... uh... mm..."
Too shocked to form a complete sentence, Gamora could only point at the chasm beneath her feet and babble like an idiot.
Arale's punch really did seem to have disturbed the Soul Stone hidden within the planet, and the weather around them suddenly turned strange...
The already fierce wind and snow gradually began to swirl into something resembling a tornado. The thick clouds overhead pressed downward, blocking out the light and giving them the illusion that the sky was collapsing.
Meanwhile, Kraft's smart glasses detected powerful energy readings rising from the two stone pillars atop the cliff. Visible streams of blue light appeared, racing along