[ This is different – and not necessarily in a good way.
There's some flare of fury that she doesn't recognize, doesn't usually see when they spar, but before she has time to puzzle it out, Peter is leaping at her, swinging fiercely and with wild force. He never fights like this, never when they're going against one another, so why—
She moves completely out of the way, skirting off to the side and not bothering to try to block or counter where she might have before – to call off the spar, to end the round.
... Apparently, it's a good thing she moved, because as she evades the attack, his hand comes down with bright, flickering light, and—
She knows exactly where she last saw light like that.
Gamora skids to a halt, freezing in place as she stares, wide-eyed at Peter and the blue flame surrounding his fist. ]
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There's some flare of fury that she doesn't recognize, doesn't usually see when they spar, but before she has time to puzzle it out, Peter is leaping at her, swinging fiercely and with wild force. He never fights like this, never when they're going against one another, so why—
She moves completely out of the way, skirting off to the side and not bothering to try to block or counter where she might have before – to call off the spar, to end the round.
... Apparently, it's a good thing she moved, because as she evades the attack, his hand comes down with bright, flickering light, and—
She knows exactly where she last saw light like that.
Gamora skids to a halt, freezing in place as she stares, wide-eyed at Peter and the blue flame surrounding his fist. ]
—Peter?