Cruel Ideals

"Where is he?! How could you let him take Jiaying away?!" Her heartbeat pounded against her eardrums. The mixed-race girl could not take in any advice; rage had already set her emotions ablaze. Her eyes were red, yet her overactive tear glands still stubbornly fulfilled their duty. "Don't you know what he'll do to Jiaying, Coulson?" Skye felt her lips and the tip of her nose turn cold and numb as tears repeatedly irritated her nostrils. "He's a madman! You can't even imagine how he'll treat her!"

"Skye, you don't know what the situation was like then!"

Ever since Coulson returned from the City of Immortals, the S.H.I.E.L.D. director had become increasingly withdrawn. No one knew what secrets Salomon had revealed to him. Faced with Skye's accusations, Simmons hurriedly shut the glass door to the Airbus research department, keeping the argument confined to this corner.

"A lot of agents died. Agent Hand led people in and saved the carrier. You were locked in your room at the time. If you'd seen the corridors before they were cleaned up, you wouldn't doubt what Agent Hand was capable of doing." She said, "In fact, Agent Weaver left with Agent Hand... He was deeply disappointed in us. Agent Hand believed our weakness was what got Commander Gonzales killed. We... we couldn't fight back. The carrier was full of Salomon's agents, and you know they really would kill people. He made us bring Carl back, and he also said..."

"What else did he say?"

"He promised Jiaying a beautiful death." Coulson spoke in a low voice, his expression cold. "For someone like Jiaying, that's already a good ending. No matter what, she would never abandon her plan to use Terrigen to turn humans into Inhumans. For those innocent people..."

"But he could have locked