Peter Quill peered through the cockpit window, his eyes wide with wonder. "I've traveled across the galaxy, but I've never seen anything like this," he marveled, his voice tinged with awe.
Gamora, seated beside him, nodded in agreement. "Let's hope the inhabitants are as welcoming as the view," she replied, her eyes scanning the terrain below.
Drax stood tall, his muscles tense and ready for action. "I sense we are being watched," he declared, his gaze sweeping the dense foliage.
Suddenly, a group of Na'vi emerged from the shadows, their bows drawn and eyes filled with suspicion. "Why have you come to our lands, Sky People?" one of them demanded, her voice strong and unwavering.
Peter Quill raised his hands in a gesture of peace. "We mean no harm. We're explorers, not conquerors," he explained, hoping to bridge the gap between them.
Neytiri studied him closely. "Your people have brought destruction before," she said, her voice laced with distrust.
Rocket quickly assessed the situation, his ears twitching in alarm. "Looks like the Sky People aren't just a legend," he quipped, reaching for his weapon.
Peter Quill nodded, determination etched on his face. "We'll help you fight them. We stand with you," he vowed, earning a nod of approval from Neytiri.
Drax charged forward, his strength unmatched as he fought alongside the Na'vi warriors. "For Pandora!" he bellowed, his voice booming across the battlefield.
Gamora moved with lethal grace, her blades flashing in the dappled sunlight. "We can't let them destroy this place," she urged, her resolve unwavering.
Peter Quill watched as the last of the Sky People fled, his heart heavy with the weight of what he had done. "I never thought I'd fight against my own kind," he confessed, his voice tinged with uncertainty.
Neytiri placed a hand on his shoulder, her expression one of gratitude. "You have shown us that not all Sky People are the same," she said softly.
Rocket chuckled as he climbed aboard the ship. "Not a bad vacation spot, if you ignore the whole war part," he remarked, a playful glint in his eyes.
Peter Quill turned back for one last look at the vibrant world they had helped protect. "We've got friends all over the galaxy," he mused, a smile tugging at his lips. "And we'll always be there for them."
