"I advised you to leave Xandar, and I knew you wouldn't listen, but I still had to say it. The Insectoid Race is both vicious and cunning. Keep your eyes open, always stay close to your companions, and whatever you do, don't let yourselves get surrounded. Understand?"
After Star-Lord and Richard nodded at the same time, Daisy ended her idle chatter with them. She still had plenty to deal with.
"There is still light ahead. Do not give up hope lightly."
"Take up your weapons. The enemy is before us, while our parents and families are behind us."
"Gather your courage. The moment you see the Insectoid Race, pull the trigger."
She occasionally stopped to offer encouragement. Her words might not have been particularly moving, but with her beautiful appearance, the effect was first-rate. No one wanted to admit to being a coward in front of a beauty. Even if they were terrified inside, they had to straighten their backs now, lest others look down on them. As for how long that courage would last, no one knew.
Star-Lord watched from afar as Daisy gently comforted the Xandarian soldiers. Her radiant figure, like a goddess descended into the mortal world, looked so sacred. But who was that woman from earlier who had spent ages haggling with his adoptive father Yondu over a single Credit? The two images were completely different. It was terrifying...
"Peter, how did you meet her? That must have been an amazing adventure, right?" Richard, who was still just an ordinary Nova Corps grunt, asked with some feeling.
Star-Lord did not think the deal Daisy had made with his adoptive father counted as an "amazing adventure." This was something that absolutely could not be mentioned. He would rather die himself than cause trouble for Yondu. He knew