250 Who are you, really?

Celestial Drax was moving through the trembling Devilish Abode with confusion and doubt. From the fluctuations of space, he could observe that this Devilish Abode did not have too long before it folded in itself and collapsed!

But this did not make sense, as it would make his mission unachievable. His master would never hand him a mission he could not accomplish, so there was a swirl of confusing thoughts as he wagered whether to teleport out of this space and abandon his mission of looking for the Cursed Item.

The Punisher by his side stood strong as his power was ready to burst out at any moment. Drax was about to give the command to continue searching the abode a bit longer, when another command traveled through space and struck his head as fast as lightning.

OONG

"Come back!"