Ebony Maw did not even glance at Star-Lord. He was just a minor character, not worth paying attention to. Even Gamora was nothing in his eyes. Having left Thanos's group, he had come to find Adam Warlock.
"This space is about to die. To witness the death of a space... that is what Lord Thanos seeks. How beautiful..." Ebony Maw sounded immensely melancholy, yet everyone could hear the madness beneath his words.
Gamora drew her sword with a swish, pointing the blade at Ebony Maw's throat. "What exactly is Thanos plotting? Talk!"
Still as brave as she was foolish. She looked smart, but she was really just an embroidered pillow. Did she think pointing a sword at him would make him tell her everything? Ebony Maw looked at Gamora with a smile, the contempt in his eyes almost impossible to conceal.
To Ebony Maw, Gamora was an idiot—simple-minded and physically capable. She did not understand Nebula's feelings, nor did she understand Thanos's feelings toward her. She was self-righteous, always thinking she was impressive, when in truth, without Thanos's reputation backing her up, she would have died eight hundred times over.
Many across the universe called her the universe's greatest assassin. Were those people afraid of Gamora? They were afraid of Thanos.
Ebony Maw ignored the sword at his throat. He paid little attention to Star-Lord and Gamora. His focus remained on Adam Warlock.
Thanos's praise for this man had reached the utmost extreme. That was an incredibly rare thing. Ebony Maw had personally risked danger just to observe Adam Warlock up close.
To be honest, he had initially been a little disappointed. His thoughts, actions, and personality were not particularly outstanding. What was so special about someone like that?
But after following the Guardians of the Galaxy into Negative Space,