Daisy walking out of a Quinjet, followed by the literal cracking of the Earth's crust.
Daisy closed her eyes, trying to shut out the buzzing. It wasn't the city. It was her. The vibrations felt like a caged animal clawing to get out.
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.
