"You're eating twelve meals a day, and each meal is as much food as a mountain. You really are Galactus's daughter."
Thanos grumbled. He felt utterly miserable. A perfectly good overlord had somehow become a babysitter—and a babysitter to a hostage, no less. Where was the justice in that?
"Who told you to kidnap me? Hurry up and prepare food for me. It has to be delicious and hot. Otherwise, when my father comes back, you'll be sorry."
Galacta had no awareness whatsoever that she was a hostage, shouting arrogantly. She was currently playing the Daughter of Eater of Worlds from this universe, so there was nothing wrong with being as overbearing as she pleased.
Though Thanos was unwilling, he still sent the alien underlings he had just subdued to get food. As for himself, he definitely would not leave this place. As a highly intelligent villain, he would not make such a low-level mistake.
Seeing Thanos send his underlings to prepare food, Galacta snorted in displeasure. Just then, Andrew's voice rang out in her mind. "You can begin. Oh, and before the battle starts, use the thing I gave you to seal off the surroundings so no information can get out.
Also, don't kill Thanos for now. Just seal him away. If you kill Thanos, Death will definitely sense it."
Once Galacta erupted, Thanos would definitely send Death a message immediately. They had to block all messages first, or the information would leak.
"Is my Battle Armor finished yet?"
Galacta asked impatiently. The reason she had come to be a hostage was for that Battle Armor.
With that Battle Armor, Galacta's strength would catch up to Hoggoth, Chthon, and the others. She would become a true main force instead of merely making up the numbers as she had before.