Your Eyes Have Become Impossible for Me to Read

Inside the command room, when they saw Russell suddenly vanish, the Guardians of the Galaxy began their usual dialogue-driven plot progression. Without their spiritual pillar, Star-Lord, the Silly Bird energy had lost its flavor and dropped several levels.

"I saw Hydra's leader leave. Is he going to fight Ego's planet?" Rocket tossed out a question, taking the lead in opening the conversation.

"I am Groot!" Groot voiced his opinion.

"Groot, you're right. It really is dangerous." Rocket nodded repeatedly in thoughtful agreement.

"Wait, what did Groot say?" Drax's eyes widened. He was the only one who could not understand, and that was unfair.

"I am Groot!" Groot repeated.

"What?"

"I am Gro..."

"..."

The topic went off the rails before it had even begun. The familiar Silly Bird atmosphere filled Gamora with shame. She felt Natasha's disdain radiating from the back of her head, while even Urd, who had collapsed to her knees in exhaustion, forced herself to shuffle two steps away.

How humiliating!

Gamora covered her face with one hand, regretting her choices. Star-Lord's pork belly had blinded her, and she had boarded the pirate ship that was the Guardians of the Galaxy.

Star-Lord: There was no fat. Those were abs—one huge block of abs! Give me a pen and I can draw sixteen of them!

Just then, light flashed across the large screen. One black and one gold figure stood side by side in the depths of space.

On the left, the golden god wore armor. A single eye gleamed beneath his visor, while two ravens on his shoulders spat blazing red flames. The massive Gungnir stood across the void, with the Reality Stone transformed into red patterns covering its surface.

Divine majesty surged, and vast, boundless Divine Light stirred ripples throughout the universe.

On the right, the