"Victor revived Hal with a Mother Box. And where else could we find one of those? Amazon has one, doesn't it?" Schiller asked.
Diana froze. Only then did she realize that Steppenwolf had gone to Amazon earlier to look for that thing. The Amazons had never called that cube a Mother Box before, and they had thought it was merely one item in the queen's collection, so Diana had not connected the dots.
"But... but I don't know how to use it," Diana said. "That thing probably isn't something just anyone can use, right?"
"That's true. I don't know how to use it either. But I can look into it for you. Hal was revived on the beach back then, with so many people around. Someone must have noticed something."
"Thank you so much," Diana said. "Although asking you for help will definitely worsen Pharaoh's curse on me. But if it works, I'd even sweep Pharaoh's tomb in the pyramid!"
Schiller smiled. "That won't be necessary. Just wait for good news, ma'am."
Schiller moved quickly. Less than two hours later, he sent Diana the information. At first glance, she saw that it came from Luthor Corp. It was not from the battle against Steppenwolf, either, but a report on the subsequent repairs to the underground heating pipelines.
Diana thought it over. Schiller would not send her something for no reason. Since he had agreed to help, he would not brush her off. There had to be something wrong with this report. Sure enough, the cause of damage column read: "Superpower-related damage."
Metropolis had been far from peaceful lately. Companies and factories had all added a new category to their accident reports: superpower-related damage. Most of it was just for cooking the books, filed under the equivalent of "a fire dragon