"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.
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Izel laughed, a sound like grinding glass. "He is not your Director. He is the end of all things." "We don't have a choice," a cold voice
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