Meanwhile, Simmons held up the serum, looking somewhat bewildered.
Leo's gaze, however, was filled with confusion.
"Strange. Two bullets pierced Skye's stomach, as well as her large and small intestines, and some emergency treatment had already been performed. Simmons, did you do this?"
Even the mask covering his face couldn't completely conceal his eyes, which glowed with golden light.
The eyes of several people around him flickered.
The wound in Skye's abdomen had already healed, revealing smooth, fair skin.
"With injuries this severe, why didn't they trigger the Golden Light I placed inside her?"
Leo asked again unconsciously.
Simmons looked at Leo with a strange, puzzled expression, seemingly wondering why this Golden Legend was treating them so well.
Seeing that Skye's breathing had steadied, the people around them finally relaxed.
Looking at how tense everyone had been, especially Coulson and Simmons, with beads of sweat covering their foreheads and their hearts racing as they devoted themselves entirely to Skye—
Fitz, May, and Ward had also finally relaxed their previously anxious, grief-stricken expressions.
Everyone here had truly treated this little girl, who had joined them only recently, with all their hearts. They had regarded this cheerful girl, who got along with everyone, as family.
Watching Skye recover, Coulson's first thought was still:
We finally saved her life. Whether through my own efforts or Leo's help, the result is that we managed to save Skye.
Or rather, after Coulson discovered the secret of that serum, he had deliberately controlled his psychological reactions and intensified them enough to attract Leo's attention. He had intentionally drawn Leo here to save Skye.
Because of that, his mind had become dizzy, and strange illusions had appeared before his eyes.
Simmons looked at Skye's face, which had regained its healthy color, and a trace of a smile