"What kind of server are you running? This lag is ridiculous!!"
"Also, give me my handsome face back. I'm not rescuing a damsel in distress with this disfigured mug!"
Red light swept past like stage lighting, and Star-Lord "regained his good looks."
First, he cleared his throat. His deliberately deep voice sounded rather comical in the tense atmosphere. Then he struck his pose again, feet slightly apart and body leaning forward, aiming his Element Gun at Thanos as he warned him with a serious expression, "Ahem. Stay away from Gamora!! Thanos!!"
He looked like a greenhorn desperate to prove himself.
Gamora said, "Peter! Stay back!"
Watching their exchange, Thanos let out a sound of realization, his tone rather strange:
"Oh... so you're the little boyfriend."
"Uh... actually... we haven't..."
For some reason, Star-Lord started explaining, only to be interrupted.
"Thanos!!! Aaaaaah!!!"
An earthshaking roar erupted behind Star-Lord. A man's voice came out of "Proxima Midnight's" mouth, its rough bellow sharply at odds with his feminine disguise. He charged past Star-Lord, his hurried footsteps kicking up dust, and lunged at Thanos with both hands flailing, as though he intended to tear him apart and devour him alive.
"Destroyer! Wait!!"
Star-Lord hastily reached out toward him in a dramatic gesture, anxiety written all over his face.
Already airborne, Drax seemed not to hear him. He shot forward like a cannonball. "Aaaaaah, I can't take it anymore!! For my wife! My daughter!!"
"Thanos!! Die!!"
Thud! Bang! Boom! Crash!
For a moment, thunderous noises overlapped as purple light surged toward him like a raging tsunami. Just a second before the Power Stone's energy wave touched Drax's body, a dazzling golden light appeared out of nowhere, a miraculous stroke that swiftly enveloped him.
With a sharp crack, the golden shield shattered like an eggshell, and