Inkara

*Golden rings and scales shimmered as Inkara pressed the Simurgh’s tattoo at her brow, polished mini chest-plates catching the moonlight as her eyes flared with clear sight. Across the Anatolian hills she saw Kree drop-ships split the earth, cobalt soldiers raising engines of war while S.H.I.E.L.D. drones circled in silence.* *The air quivered with tension as her lips curved into a murmur, weary yet defiant* “Are they going to turn this land into a conflict zone?”