A disaster occurred at Wayne Manor.
It began after everyone had eaten their fill. The teenagers from the New Warriors and the teenage Robins decided to have a spar—in forty-degree weather, they were going to fight in the backyard.
Although it was already night, the temperature had not dropped at all after the excessive daytime heat. Opening the door brought a blast of hot air, but these crazy teenagers did not care. They insisted on settling the matter right then.
Schiller had not objected at first. They could fight while he drove home, but Helen insisted on dragging him along as a referee. He was also worried that these teenagers would tear Wayne Manor apart and leave the poor old butler homeless, so he had no choice but to stay.
Fortunately, the two groups still had some restraint. They barely managed to put friendship first and competition second—until the hooligans from the Guardians of the Galaxy showed up.
Star-Lord and the others had originally come to ask Schiller about the cooling plan, but they had always been the sort to flock wherever there was excitement. Merely watching was not enough; they had to experience it for themselves. Seeing the two groups of teenagers fighting fiercely, they joined in as well.
And do not think Star-Lord's group could not fight. Gamora and Nebula, the two sisters, had been assassins trained by Thanos, so their combat skills were naturally formidable. Rocket Raccoon had fought his way out of the asylum on Half-World, with plenty of practical experience. Drax was practically all muscle, and gladiatorial combat was one of his hobbies.
Once this bunch came together, it was like dry kindling meeting a blazing fire. Wayne Manor's backyard instantly became an interstellar arena, filled with the lively sounds of blows raining down.
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