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Indeed, it was Yondu, Forseti nodded to himself.

With blue skin, a fiery red crest, and, of course, his iconic whistling arrow... Yondu's distinctive features made him easily recognizable.

The loss of their commander intensified the Beldoun's defeat, and the Asgardian soldiers continued their pursuit.

To the Asgardians, the Beldouns were nothing but barbarians—an uncivilized race deserving only contempt. However, compared to many civilizations in the universe, savage races like the Beldouns were more suitable for warfare, which was why Thanos used them extensively in his conquests. Forseti had encountered Beldouns on numerous planets since Asgard began battling Thanos.

Many civilizations had been destroyed by these warlike lizardmen, their ruins—along with their dignity—left to rot.

In terms of notoriety, among Thanos's legions, the Beldouns were more feared than the Chitauri.

Compared to those civilizations razed by the lizardmen, Centaur had been relatively fortunate. Although they had suffered heavy losses, their civilization had survived.

Forseti approached the remaining hundreds of Centaur soldiers, raising his hand to unleash the dawn's bright healing light upon their wounded.

Under the holy golden glow, the soldiers' injuries visibly mended.

Relieved of pain and marveling at the divine magic's power, they praised Forseti: "Thank you, Sun God, and thanks to Odin!"

Yondu stepped forward as well. "Respected Asgardian God, your timely arrival saved our homeland from falling to Thanos."

Forseti nodded, then glanced at the arrow in Yondu's hand. "Is this a Yaka metal arrow?"

Planet Centaur 4 wasn't a powerful civilization, but its Yaka metal was well-known throughout the galaxy.

Most knew of Yaka metal but not of Centaur 4 itself.

Yaka metal was a unique, sound-sensitive material that could be shaped by precise sound waves. While Centaurs primarily used it for industrial purposes, it was also crafted into weapons like Yaka arrows—weapons mastered by only a select few.

"Yes, I'm the second person to master the Yaka arrow," Yondu chuckled, clearly proud of his accomplishment.

As they conversed, several spaceships descended from the sky, catching Yondu's attention.

As the ships landed, a tall figure with golden wings on his back emerged first, dressed in a blue battle suit and mask, followed by a crimson serpent-like creature that resembled a red Naga.

"Yondu, you defeated the Beldouns?" the tall figure asked incredulously, surveying the multitude of Beldoun corpses nearby.

Their voice was neutral, neither distinctly male nor female.

The Naga-like creature beside them scanned the surroundings and gestured in surprise.

"No, we were on the verge of annihilation by the lizardmen. It was the Asgardian gods who arrived just in time to assist us," Yondu replied.

The tall figure hesitated momentarily, then turned to Forseti, a more respectful look in their eyes. "So you're the Sun God of Asgard. My apologies for my earlier brashness. I am the leader of the Ravager Corps, Stakar Ogord. You may call me Starhawk."

Forseti found the introduction somewhat unexpected. "You..."

Starhawk anticipated their confusion and explained in their unique, neutral voice, "Starhawk was originally two separate individuals, Stakar and Aleta. But due to an encounter with unknown Hawk God magic, we merged into one entity, both husband and wife."

Forseti nodded in understanding. This explained Starhawk's ambiguous voice—it was the first time they'd encountered such a phenomenon, prompting numerous questions, though out of respect, Forseti refrained from asking.

Yondu interjected, "How fares the battle on your end?"

"It's dire," Starhawk replied gravely. "Thanos has deployed more troops, including Black Dwarf, one of the Black Order."

"Black Dwarf!" Yondu exclaimed. "If that's the case, why are you here with me?"

"This is a promise I made to you, one I intend to keep," Starhawk affirmed.

Forseti interjected, "Thanos sent Black Dwarf?"

"Yes, he's on the Arcturus star. The Marauders have been fighting valiantly but won't hold out much longer," Starhawk explained, their voice tinged with hope.

Forseti understood—they aimed to defeat all of Thanos's Black Order, and suggested, "Arcturus it is then. Let's proceed."

"Now?" a soft voice interjected.

Forseti was surprised, realizing it came from the red Naga-like creature standing behind Starhawk.

Though lacking a mouth, Forseti had initially assumed they couldn't speak. Now, he realized they spoke through some other means—perhaps ventriloquy.

"My name is Krugarr," the red creature resembling a Naga introduced themselves briefly, noticing Forseti's gaze.

Forseti nodded. "Yes, now."

He immediately contacted Heimdall. "Heimdall, send us to Arcturus, where Black Dwarf awaits."

"No problem," Heimdall's voice replied.

In moments, the Rainbow Bridge's radiant beam pierced through the clouds of war and gunpowder, teleporting Forseti, Starhawk, Yondu, and Krugarr to the Arcturus star.

As they materialized on Arcturus, they witnessed a sky ablaze with the fires of war—a dark cloud descending upon the city, echoing with the sounds of battle and carnage.

Invading the city were the Chitauri, Thanos's largest legion.

Leviathan-like creatures, akin to "Dragons," stretched across the sky, colliding with Arcturus's buildings. They were the vanguard of destruction, their immense forms wreaking havoc with every swing of their tails.

Defending the city were the Ravager Corps, led by Starhawk.

While formidable as a criminal syndicate, the Ravagers struggled against Thanos's overwhelming forces, their efforts to resist growing increasingly desperate.

The Rainbow Bridge's radiant light cut through the darkness, drawing all eyes—including those of the Chitauri's commanding battleships.

The massive Black Dwarf, grasping his battle axe, bellowed in recognition, "Asgard!"