The doors slam in the faces of the others, leaving her alone in the room as the lights came up.
Out of the floor rises a man with green skin, wearing the ancient battle gear of his people.
"Hello, Captain Marvel." He uses the name deliberately, hoping he wont have to go the hard way, but ready for it, nonetheless. He stands there, eyes a brilliant red as he looks at her.
He has been preparing for this confrontation for a long time. He does not get involved often anymore, but the loss of a friend made him abandon his old habits and finally come in out of the cold, so to speak.
And now, he was here to help bring home someone else.
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Out of the floor rises a man with green skin, wearing the ancient battle gear of his people.
"Hello, Captain Marvel." He uses the name deliberately, hoping he wont have to go the hard way, but ready for it, nonetheless. He stands there, eyes a brilliant red as he looks at her.
He has been preparing for this confrontation for a long time. He does not get involved often anymore, but the loss of a friend made him abandon his old habits and finally come in out of the cold, so to speak.
And now, he was here to help bring home someone else.
"Its time to come home, Carol."