Mack stood at the center of the bridge, his face a mask of weary resolve. He looked at Yo-Yo, whose eyes reflected the same flickering green light of the monolith energy below. They had fought gods, robots, and demons, but this felt final.
As the dust settled over the jungle, Mack scanned the ruins. The comms were silent. The Chronicom ships had vanished, retreated into the stars. "Bio-sigs?" Mack asked, his heart hammering.
The explosion was silent at first—a vacuum of sound that sucked the air from the room. Then, a wall of white light erupted. The Zephyr-One was tossed like a leaf in a hurricane as the temple collapsed into itself, folding through space and time.
"The resonance is peaking!" Fitz shouted over the roar of the engines. "If we don't sever the link now, the Shrike will have a permanent gateway."
"Daisy and May are still inside," Yo-Yo said, her voice tight. "We can’t blow the temple with them in it."
Simmons let out a breath she’d been holding for a lifetime. "Four signals. Faint, but there."
Inside the temple's inner sanctum, Daisy Johnson felt the vibration in her marrow. She pushed against the invisible barrier Izel had erected, her gauntlets glowing with kinetic force. Beside her, Melinda May moved like a shadow, her movements precise even as the floor beneath them began to liquefy into pure energy.
Izel laughed, a sound like grinding glass. "He is not your Director. He is the end of all things."
Mack stood at the center of the bridge, his face a mask of weary resolve. He looked at Yo-Yo, whose eyes reflected the same flickering green light of the monolith energy below. They had fought gods, robots, and demons, but this felt final.
As the dust settled over the jungle, Mack scanned the ruins. The comms were silent. The Chronicom ships had vanished, retreated into the stars. "Bio-sigs?" Mack asked, his heart hammering.
The explosion was silent at first—a vacuum of sound that sucked the air from the room. Then, a wall of white light erupted. The Zephyr-One was tossed like a leaf in a hurricane as the temple collapsed into itself, folding through space and time. Marvel : Les Agents du S.H.I.E.L.D. S06E12 FREN...
"The resonance is peaking!" Fitz shouted over the roar of the engines. "If we don't sever the link now, the Shrike will have a permanent gateway."
"Daisy and May are still inside," Yo-Yo said, her voice tight. "We can’t blow the temple with them in it." Mack stood at the center of the bridge,
Simmons let out a breath she’d been holding for a lifetime. "Four signals. Faint, but there."
Inside the temple's inner sanctum, Daisy Johnson felt the vibration in her marrow. She pushed against the invisible barrier Izel had erected, her gauntlets glowing with kinetic force. Beside her, Melinda May moved like a shadow, her movements precise even as the floor beneath them began to liquefy into pure energy. As the dust settled over the jungle, Mack scanned the ruins
Izel laughed, a sound like grinding glass. "He is not your Director. He is the end of all things."