I am not the destroyer, she thought, gritting her teeth. I am the shield.
The shaking stopped. The silence that followed was deafening. 🛡️ A New History daisy_johnson_destroyer_of_worlds
She remembered Fitz’s frantic calculations and Simmons’ terrified eyes. They loved her, but they were afraid of her. And the worst part? She was afraid of herself too. 🌀 Cracking the Core "I won't let it happen," Daisy whispered into the wind. I am not the destroyer, she thought, gritting her teeth
She focused her mind, sending a gentle pulse into the concrete beneath her boots. She wasn't destroying; she was listening. She felt the shifting of the tectonic plates miles below, the groaning of steel beams, the heartbeat of the city. The silence that followed was deafening
Daisy walking out of a Quinjet, followed by the literal cracking of the Earth's crust.