The group had only just escaped the pitch-black environment and had yet to enjoy the sunlight for long when, during their meeting, they discovered a massive shadow looming over their heads.
At first, some thought it was a cloud. But when the first person looked up and cried out, everyone raised their heads and saw the thing descending.
It looked like an enormous round sheet of black cloth, or perhaps a pot lid. They were as helpless as meat in a pot, able only to watch as an eclipse appeared.
The black object was backlit, making its outline extremely difficult to discern. But Iron Man was here, and he carried a full set of high-tech armor with him at all times.
"Someone's up there. High energy readings, emitting Gamma Rays. The last time I saw readings like that was from Dr. Banner's blood, but Hulk obviously can't fly."
His armor had already completed a thermal scan. He pointed toward a spot within the dark curtain overhead, but when the others followed the direction of his finger, they saw nothing.
Still, having a general direction was enough. Those with real experience understood the importance of teamwork and trusted their teammates, even temporary ones.
"Whoosh!"
Old captain Yondu whistled, and his flying arrow drifted out of his pocket, trailing a streak of red light as it flew toward the sky. It was like a needle attached to a red thread, about to embroider something onto the black cloth.
The invisible enemy had blended into the black background. That was fine. Let the flying arrow circle a few more times. As long as the enemy had a physical body, it would eventually strike it.
Everyone had prepared for battle, but in truth, not many of them could respond effectively. Of everyone present, only