Stakar Ogord: Haha, You're Not Planning to Kill Me from This Far Away with a Stick, Are You?

After learning that Harry wanted them to deal with thousands of Ravagers on their own, Star-Lord pulled a long face. But he could not force Harry to act, so he could only follow Harry's suggestion and use the magic he had long since grown rusty with.

Familiar electric light appeared in his palm once more. Gritting his teeth, Star-Lord said to his companions,

"Come on, guys. We've got a job to do again!"

Rocket Raccoon was also somewhat troubled. He complained,

"Damn it. I clearly have a brilliant brain and can create Technological Creations with even greater power, yet for now, magic has somehow become my most powerful means of attack.

I've decided. Once this battle is over, I'm definitely going to build a powerful weapon!

Hmm, those Gundam mechs from Earth's fantasy works would be a pretty good choice."

Rocket Raccoon and the others all used their magic and charged toward the oncoming Ravagers.

Meanwhile, Drax stared wide-eyed as his companions wrapped themselves in electricity and fired high-energy beams from their bodies, utterly bewildered.

"Damn it, what's going on with you guys? When did you learn magic? And you didn't bring me along!"

When Harry had signed the Lending Contract with Rocket Raccoon and the others last time, Drax had not yet joined the Guardians of the Galaxy, so naturally, he was not a Lender.

Now that he saw his companions suddenly become wizards, he immediately felt as though he had been excluded.

Weren't they supposed to advance and retreat together, sharing fortune and hardship alike? How had all of them learned such cool magic while he was still a Muggle?

Was that fair?

Drax might not have the sharpest mind, but he was definitely not stupid. From Harry's conversation with Rocket Raccoon, he guessed that Harry had granted