Seeing Ronan about to lose his temper, the co-pilot reacted quickly and raised a hand to point outside the window.
Ronan followed the co-pilot's finger and looked out.
In the middle of the vast asteroid field was an abrupt patch of empty space.
No matter how he looked at it, it felt as though something should have been there.
Now, it seemed there really was nothing there.
Uh, he had wronged him...
Glancing faintly at the chief helmsman lying on the floor, Ronan felt that he ought to rein in his temper.
But there was no helping it. Gamora was useless, Thanos was pressing him step by step, and there was also a sinister Nebula at his side.
Ronan's impatience to achieve his goal was growing stronger and stronger...
"Keep searching!"
After casually issuing the order, Ronan returned to his command throne.
Nebula, beside him, adjusted the components of her mechanical arm. Seeing Ronan's dark expression, she snorted.
"Things not going well?"
Ronan looked at the hammer in his hand, irritation in his voice.
"They said Kyln Prison has disappeared..."
"Impossible!"
Nebula sprang up from the floor at once and walked toward the window.
"Let me see. I've been there many times. The coordinates were sent to your chief helmsman long ago. Don't tell me he couldn't even handle something that simple?"
"He's dead. Useless trash doesn't deserve to live..."
As though only killing could bring Ronan even the slightest comfort.
Even if they were his own people.
"Hmph. If Father thought the same way you did, you'd probably have been dead long ago..."
Ronan's breath caught, and a surge of fury rose within him.
Just as it was about to erupt, he gritted his teeth and held it back.
"Now isn't the time to tear things apart with Thanos..."