Izel laughed, a sound like grinding glass. "He is not your Director. He is the end of all things."
"Daisy and May are still inside," Yo-Yo said, her voice tight. "We can’t blow the temple with them in it." Marvel : Les Agents du S.H.I.E.L.D. S06E12 FREN...
"We don't have a choice," a cold voice crackled over the comms. It was Sarge—or the thing that looked like Coulson—staring down Izel in the heart of the temple. His hand trembled around the hilt of his blade. The memories of a life he never lived were bleeding into his consciousness, the spirit of Pachakutiq screaming for release. Izel laughed, a sound like grinding glass
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. "We can’t blow the temple with them in it
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.