"How were we supposed to destroy a Celestial?"
Drax looked out the window at the tentacles everywhere, crackling with violent electricity.
He raised a crucial question.
As if nothing was wrong, Quill walked over and climbed toward the second-floor cockpit.
He shared what he knew:
"There's some kind of energy core—his brain, soul, something like that. It's like some kind of shield."
That was what he had sensed when his powers awakened.
Mantis, the Mantis woman, finally became certain that the people before her were all freedom-loving rebels opposed to tyranny.
Disgusted by Ego's atrocities, she instantly switched sides.
"It's in the cave, underground..."
She revealed Ego's greatest weakness.
"Grrrk—"
The tentacles, like the Loch Ness Monster, tightly coiled around the ship.
The ship let out a teeth-grating groan as its hull warped under that force.
It shook violently, on the verge of collapse.
Quill finally reached the cockpit and found a familiar figure sitting in the pilot's seat.
The only unfamiliar thing was the brand-new mohawk on his head.
It looked incredibly rock-and-roll.
"Yondu??"
With no time to deal with Quill, Yondu hurriedly tried to fly the ship upward.
But the countless tentacles outside had it firmly bound.
The ship kept rising within the tentacles' range, only to be dragged back down.
The jolting made everyone question their existence.
"Argh!"
After another failed breakout attempt, Yondu wore an awkward expression.
"The thrusters are broken!"
Quill skillfully tore open the equipment while continuing to complain.
"Shouldn't I be grateful I was skinny and small back then? Otherwise, you would've given me to that lunatic long ago, right?"
Father Yondu naturally wasn't going to indulge him and immediately snapped back.
"You really think that's why I kept you around? You idiot!"
"That's what you told me, you washed-up old fool."
"Once