Carol hovered outside of moon's weak atmo above the Blue Area and stared into deep space. Without the Earth's ozone layer, the starts didn't actually sparkle and the sun's light was bare and harsh. Either totally lit or not. Kinda like Ronan, she thought ruefully. The Dark Aster, him and his High Troops, any one factor she could take, two with some sweat. SO Earth's Mightiest, and their drinking buds were coming to hostile Moon to punch his nose back into his face. She sighed and screwed up her lips in concern.