The moment Wanda came to her senses, sweat and tears streamed down her face together. She looked at Jarvis in panic.
Jarvis hurried over and embraced her.
"I saw someone trying to hurt my child. They were closing in on him with knives. I had to stop them, I had to stop them..."
Wanda kept gasping as she tried to rise from the chair. Jarvis used a little force to hold her down and said, "You're safe, Wanda. The child is inside you now. No one can threaten him. As long as I'm here, you and the child are safe."
Wanda panted for a while before finally calming down. Then she realized she might have fallen into a trap.
"I'm sorry," Wanda said sadly. "I didn't know I could still be mentally controlled within the mental world. I never lowered Scarlet Power's defenses, but somehow I was still caught."
"Tell us what happened," Stark said.
Wanda recounted everything truthfully, but she did not really understand it herself. She had never even seen the little girl, only heard the punk woman shouting.
"It seems the personality named Susan has the ability to stir up other people's emotions." Stark rubbed his chin, fetched paper and a pen, and began taking notes. "You said that the instant your emotions erupted, you felt an urge to explode. That may be how she hurts people—manipulating your emotions until your power explodes."
"The exact intensity is impossible to judge," Jarvis said objectively. "Wanda does not have particularly strong emotional self-control. That isn't her specialty. Or rather, it is precisely her weakness."
"This is a bit troublesome." Stark shook his head. "Obviously, it's my weakness too. Anyone with overly rich emotions fears this kind of Superpower User. They naturally counter us."
"Then we need someone with exceptional