Starlord being who, precisely?

[He could at least compare his monologues to those of someone he's heard of...]

I'm sure you can find other hobbies to occupy your time. My arena is open to all - take your aggressive impulses there.

If you absolutely must have a battle to the death, there's always the Badlands. The monsters there are of no use to us and you're free to kill as many as you like. If you can.

[It's obvious from the speculative look he's giving the raccoon that he doubts the chances of a rather short organic against the forces of darkness and chaos.]