Inside the watchtower, everyone wore anxious expressions. Only Drax, watching Rocket Raccoon busily working at the control console, suddenly recognized his species. His eyes lit up as he said happily.
"I know this animal. When we were kids, we'd put them over a fire and roast them. The meat was quite delicious!"
Rocket Raccoon, who was tensely operating the console, turned to glare at Drax angrily and shouted.
"Are you trying to make things worse?!"
Just then, the prison guard's shout rang out again.
"Third round!"
"Boom!"
This time, the rocket struck the glass in front of Gamora. Not only was it covered in cracks, but pieces of glass had begun to fall away.
All three front windows had been damaged. One more round of attacks, and they would be blown away!
Through the shattered glass, Gamora and the others looked at the dozen or so armed prison guards below and the thick rocket launchers aimed at them. Panic gradually filled their faces.
Rocket Raccoon's face was unusually grim as well, his hands flying over the control panel.
"Everyone, listen to my command! Prepare to fire in unison!"
The prison guard who had sided with Thanos looked at the shattered windows of the watchtower and shouted coldly.
With Gamora's enhanced physique, these rockets would not kill her outright. As for whether the others lived or died, that was none of his concern. It would be even better if they died!
"Three!"
"Two!"
As the prison guard counted down, Rocket Raccoon yanked open a panel beside him, revealing the mass of wires beneath it.
Rocket Raccoon hurriedly reached in and searched through them. He quickly found the two wires he needed.
But when he tried to pull them out, he discovered that they were tangled up with all the other wires!