[Drax looked at the spectacular scene unfolding outside their viewport and asked with genuine confusion: "What exactly is happening out there?"]
[Rocket explained with quiet pride: "I sent a message to all of Yondu's former Ravager friends throughout the galaxy! I told them what he really did in the end!"]
[In front of their small spacecraft, hundreds of ships of various shapes, sizes, and configurations were densely packed together, creating an impressive armada that stretched as far as the eye could see.]
[Star-Lord stepped forward to the observation window and spoke with reverent understanding, "This is a traditional Ravager funeral ceremony!"]
[Gamora heard the commotion and came over to join them. When Baby Groot saw her approach, he immediately jumped from his perch into her welcoming arms.]
[The massive fleet of Ravager ships positioned in front of them began launching an enormous display of fireworks, creating a scene so breathtaking it resembled a masterpiece painting come to life.]
[Kraglin watched this magnificent tribute with his eyes wide open in amazement. He understood better than anyone that what Yondu had wanted most desperately in his entire life was to be accepted back into the Ravager community.]
[Now his deepest wish had finally come true! The Ravagers had come from across the galaxy to honor his sacrifice! This realization filled Kraglin with overwhelming excitement and pride.]
[He couldn't contain his emotions and yelled with pure joy: "Yeah!!!"]
[Then he pounded his chest twice in the ancient ritual greeting shared between all Ravagers, a gesture of respect and brotherhood.]
[Stakar Ogord sat in contemplative silence within his ship's control room, watching the ceremony unfold.]
[The crystalline being Martinex spoke with obvious relief from his position behind the captain: "He didn't let us down after all, Captain!"]
["No, my friend! He truly didn't disappoint us!"]
[After delivering this acknowledgment, they all simultaneously pounded their chests twice in the traditional show of Ravager respect.]
[The imposing Charlie-27 whispered with genuine affection: "Goodbye, old friend! Until we meet again!"]
[Aleta stood by the observation window, watching the brilliant sparks and fireworks drifting slowly into the infinite cosmos.]
["Yondu Udonta, we'll meet again among the stars when our time comes!"]
[Rocket observed the legendary Ravager leaders paying their final respects to Yondu and felt overwhelmed with emotion: "He didn't drive them away after all!"]
[Star-Lord approached from behind him and agreed quietly, "No, he didn't!"]
["Even though he constantly yelled at them, was always so sarcastic and difficult, and kept stealing batteries they didn't actually need!"]
[Star-Lord suddenly realized that Rocket was actually talking about himself and their relationship. After a moment of thoughtful silence, he responded, "Well! Of course you didn't drive us away!"]
[Baby Groot lay contentedly in Gamora's protective arms and stretched out his tiny hands toward Drax.]
[Drax noticed the gesture and carefully took the little tree into his massive arms. Baby Groot yawned sleepily and settled comfortably against Drax's broad shoulder.]
[Gamora turned her head to look meaningfully at Star-Lord.]
[Star-Lord noticed her gaze and met her eyes, "What is it?"]
["It's... that unspoken romantic tension you mentioned!"]
[Star-Lord nodded with understanding and pulled her into his arms.]
[Gamora also reached out and embraced Star-Lord around his waist. She was finally ready to acknowledge and accept her deep feelings for him.]
[Mantis gazed at the spectacular fireworks display outside the window with a face full of wonder and longing: "How absolutely beautiful!"]
[Drax responded with uncharacteristic gentleness: "Yes! And you are beautiful too, Mantis! Beautiful inside and out!"]
[Everyone stood together in comfortable silence, watching as hundreds of Ravagers honored Yondu's memory. They had even created a special firework that formed the shape of his whistling arrow as it exploded, perfectly representing his legacy.]
[Rocket watched this touching scene as tears finally began flowing from his eyes. For such a long time, Yondu had been the only person in the universe who could truly understand what he was thinking and feeling.]
[It was heartbreaking that Yondu had died just when he had finally found someone who understood his soul.]
Tullk's weathered face was filled with excitement as he addressed his captain, "Captain! Look at this tribute!"
There was also a satisfied smile spreading across Yondu's face. He felt completely at peace knowing that he could hear the horn of freedom calling after death and find himself enveloped by the glory and honor that Stakar Ogord represented.
He exhaled softly with contentment.
"Where's Quill and the others?"
Kraglin responded immediately: "It'll take them some time to reach our current position."
Yondu nodded slightly in acknowledgment, and at that moment, the people in the command room noticed that a single spacecraft was approaching their location.
Yondu turned his head and observed that it was a vessel of relatively rare design and configuration.
The approaching visitors were Nebula, Carina and the others. After continuous tracking across multiple star systems, she had successfully located the planet where Yondu's fleet was currently docked.
Yondu squinted his eyes and studied Nebula, who was piloting the approaching spacecraft, wondering what her intentions were. However, based on what he had witnessed in the cosmic viewing, he chose not to order an attack on Nebula's vessel, instead allowing her to approach peacefully.
"Yondu! Where are they?"
Listening to Nebula's direct question, Yondu naturally understood that she was asking about the location of the Guardians of the Galaxy.
He slowly pressed the communication device and responded, "Why exactly should I tell you that information?"
Nebula didn't waste time with elaborate explanations and went straight to the point: "I want to see my sister!"
Yondu shrugged with understanding, "Oh! Then you'll have to wait! They haven't arrived at our location yet!"
Considering the situation they had all witnessed in the cosmic broadcast, Yondu made a generous offer: "If you don't mind waiting, you're welcome to come aboard my ship."
Nebula glanced back at Carina and the others traveling with her.
The two women and Cosmo the dog looked at each other briefly and agreed to the invitation.
[Kraglin stood alone in the ship's cabin. He had shaved his head completely bald and surgically installed a mechanical fin to replace Yondu's natural crest.]
[He attempted to whistle, and the arrow responded by flying upward under his control. Although it was extremely unstable and fell back down after only a few seconds, it was undoubtedly a promising start.]
[He tried whistling again, and the whistling arrow spun uncontrollably through the air, struck the wall with a metallic clang, and clattered to the floor.]
[He rolled his eyes in frustration, feeling somewhat discouraged, but quickly regained his determination and continued practicing. The whistle arrow flew shakily through the air under his inexperienced control.]
[Then he blew the whistle with slightly more force, and the arrow immediately shot sideways at high speed, followed immediately by a blood-curdling scream.]
[Drax could be seen clutching the whistle arrow that had embedded itself in his thick neck and screaming in pain and surprise. Fortunately, his naturally tough skin and Kraglin's beginner status meant the weapon hadn't achieved its full lethal potential, otherwise the injury would have been fatal.]
[Kraglin listened to Drax's anguished screams, guiltily placed his hands behind his back and began backing away slowly, pretending the accident had nothing to do with him, then turned and ran away quickly.]
Tullk couldn't help laughing at Kraglin's clumsy and dangerous operation. "That whistle arrow is a magical weapon of precision in the captain's hands. It's simply an insult to its legacy in your hands!"
Kraglin rolled his eyes defensively, "Shut up! I will master it eventually!"
Yondu turned around and rubbed Kraglin's bald head affectionately, saying, "Do you really think it's controlled purely by mental concentration? This weapon isn't as simple as you assume!"
Seeing Kraglin running away guiltily after accidentally stabbing Drax, the assembled Ravagers burst into hearty laughter.
"Hahaha! Running away is probably the smartest thing he could do right now!"
"In the hands of our Captain, that arrow could kill an enemy instantly, but in Kraglin's hands, it's more likely to seriously injure our own teammates!"
"I'm genuinely afraid he might accidentally impale himself to death one day during practice!"
When Nebula brought her two companions and Cosmo aboard the Blood Eagle, they immediately encountered the Ravagers in the middle of their laughing fit.
Kraglin stood off to the side looking completely helpless and embarrassed.
Nebula couldn't help but sigh internally, wondering why everyone who had any connection to Star-Lord seemed to be completely abnormal in some way.
She chose to ignore the boisterous Ravagers and found a quiet corner to sit down and rest. Yondu had already informed her that it would take considerable time for Star-Lord and his team to reach their current location.
Carina and Cosmos looked uncertainly at the rowdy group of space pirates, and after a moment's hesitation, they chose to sit down in the area near Nebula for safety.
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