The headquarters, nestled within a dense thicket of alien flora, was an impressive sight. Bioluminescent plants cast a soft, ethereal glow over the clearing, illuminating the faces of the strange, plant-like people who called this place home. The air was thick with the scent of unfamiliar blossoms, mingling with the earthy undertones of the forest floor.
Vincent flinched, a touch of green tinging his cheeks as he realized he was the center of attention. His leg throbbed painfully, a stark reminder of the recent battle's toll. "You can let me down now, friend," he mumbled to Gunn, trying to sound nonchalant despite the concerned gazes of the alien beings. Gunn, despite his imposing stature, carefully lowered Vincent to the ground.
