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"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.

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. Marvel : Les Agents du S.H.I.E.L.D. S06E12 FREN...

Simmons let out a breath she’d been holding for a lifetime. "Four signals. Faint, but there." "We don't have a choice," a cold voice