Chapter 446: Makkari's Plan
The Eternals left behind were Sersi, Phastos, Makkari and Druig. They didn't know Ikaris had been attacked too.
Right now they were still trying to come up with a plan.
Sersi and Phastos were firmly set on stopping the Celestial. Makkari had decided to stay and help, and Druig had stayed because of Makkari.
"So the few of us are going to stop our creator from being born?" Druig had stayed, but that didn't mean he agreed with Sersi.
As he saw it, whatever Sersi and the others did would be futile, a waste of effort.
Phastos came up with one idea, but quickly rejected it himself.
Then Sersi suggested, "If we can't find a way ourselves, why don't we go to the Illuminati?"
"They want to protect Earth too. And it's what Ajak ordered."
"The Illuminati?" Druig scoffed. "Those mortals? What can they do besides play politics and chase fame and fortune? If we can't do it, what good would they be?"
Druig's prejudice against humans left him nothing but contempt for the Illuminati.
"I think Sersi has a point. But we can't give up either. I'll stay and research, see if I can find a way. You go find the Illuminati." Phastos offered a sensible plan.
Makkari seemed to have something she wanted to say. But after hesitating for a while, she didn't say it. She just nodded to show she agreed with Phastos.
"Then Makkari, you stay here with Phastos. I'll go to the Illuminati myself." With that, Sersi turned and left without hesitation.
Phastos immediately threw himself into research, paging through mountains of books. Every page carried the weight of history. Any line might hold the key to sealing away the Celestial.
Makkari stood to one side, her gaze moving between Phastos at work and the distant, mysterious forest outside the window, her heart full of conflict. She knew she had a duty to protect her people, but she was also curious about, and wary of, this unknown organization, the Illuminati.
Druig sat silently behind Makkari, his gaze burning, following her every move.
He didn't say a word, but his deep concern and worry were plain to see.
After a long while, Makkari seemed to finally make up her mind. She took a deep breath, her eyes turning firm and resolute, and quietly slipped out the door, as if going in search of an answer only she knew.
"Where are you off to?" Just as Makkari was about to step out the door, a deep, strong voice sounded right beside her.
Makkari couldn't hear it, but she clearly felt a hand tap her lightly on the shoulder.
When she turned, she saw Druig's gentle, deep face. His eyes were full of understanding and acceptance, as if he'd already seen everything in her heart.
A sudden warmth welled up in Makkari, along with a bit of panic, like a child caught doing something wrong and rushing to explain.
So she quickly signed to Druig that she wasn't up to anything. She just wanted some fresh air.
But Druig only smiled and shook his head, his eyes full of trust and encouragement.
He signed: Makkari, you're the bravest girl I've ever known. Whatever it is you want to do, go do it. I'll always be on your side and support you.
I'm guessing you want to go to Hell's Kitchen right now, Druig went on signing. Makkari's eyes went wide with surprise and curiosity, as if to ask, How did you know?
Her eyes showed a touch of embarrassment at being seen through, and a touch of admiration for Druig's insight.
I don't think that mortal Ethan can help you much. But if your mind's made up and you want to go find him, I'll go with you no matter what.
Druig smiled. His signing was gentle and firm, and every movement showed his unconditional support and trust in Makkari.
There was an indescribable warmth hidden in his smile, and it slowly eased the unease in Makkari's heart.
Inside Druig's heart, a voice echoed: whatever crisis the world faced, even if the true end of the world came, he wanted to stand beside Makkari and face it together.
That feeling went beyond words. It was etched deep into his soul.
Makkari really did want to go to Hell's Kitchen to find Wanda and the others, tell them what was happening and ask for their help.
But she had never told anyone she had this idea, and she had never told anyone she lived in Hell's Kitchen.
She couldn't understand how Druig knew.
What Makkari didn't know was that Druig had been keeping an eye on her all this time.
Of course he knew what she wanted to do. For more than a decade, Makkari had been living in Hell's Kitchen.
Not long ago she'd even taken a job as a librarian at the Hell's Kitchen library.
In the current situation, the only person Makkari could turn to was Ethan.
Ethan had had a run-in with Ikaris, after all, so it made sense that Makkari hadn't said it out loud.
Makkari still felt deeply guilty that she hadn't stepped in back then, when Ethan cut off Ikaris's arm.
Druig had been there too. But it really wasn't Makkari's fault. Even Druig didn't think he could have stopped it. Not that he'd have helped, either.
If anyone was to blame, it was Ikaris, for being so arrogant.
Druig might sneer at Ethan out loud, but if anyone could save the Earth, it was probably Ethan.
Still, Druig didn't think much of Ethan's chances. But whatever Makkari wanted to do, he would support her all the way.
Let's go. We'll go to Hell's Kitchen together, Druig signed to Makkari.
Let me see whether this Ethan you're counting on can live up to your trust.
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