"Hello there." Peter greeted the bleeding girl in front of him, his eyes widening for a moment as he recognized her. 'Black Widowā¦.' He quickly got a hold of himself before gesturing to her surprised-looking assailants. "Are these bad people bothering you?"
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Through the settling dust, Peter strode into the room, his expression calm and collected. "Hello thereā¦" He greeted, his team flanking him, each member ready for what might come next. Behind them, Rocket and his group entered, their eyes wide, taking in the scene of carnage.
Without warning, the doors surrounding themāall but the one they had entered throughāflung open. The darkness beyond the threshold seemed alive, stirring with the ominous glow of multiple animalistic eyes reflecting the light from within the room. Deep, guttural growls rolled out from the shadows, filling the space with an overwhelming killing intent.
He moves forward to a pool of ilithid parasites. He's still really confused about how he knows what this is called. He takes his hand off of his eyes and looks at his reflection and what looks back at him is shocking. It's Satoru Gojo, the honored one. All he can think about is what is happening.
Carina's voice was serious, a rare tone for her. "Since you're a Jedi, you could get in trouble for what you're doing. It's best if you keep your identity hidden, just in case the news reaches the Republic."