Frank cried out in pain and staggered back several steps.
General Ika's mask fell from his face and into Coulson's hands as he panted heavily.
"That was hard to tear off." Coulson smacked his lips. "It was like gum that had been stuck to the floor for ages."
"That's a pretty interesting comparison." Frank chuckled. "It felt like my face was covered in tape, then all of it got ripped off at once."
Aaron took the General Ika Mask and casually set it on the table. "The mask is off. If there's nothing else, you can leave."
Frank nodded with a complicated expression, then turned and left.
Coulson watched his retreating back thoughtfully, feeling that something was off. "The Punisher seems a little too respectful toward you."
"If you helped him find every enemy who killed his family, he'd respect you too." Aaron did not think much of it.
Hearing that, Coulson stopped dwelling on it. "I know this may be difficult, but I need to find out where Abei and this mask came from and assess how dangerous they are."
"I knew this day would come sooner or later." Aaron picked up the dozing Abei and gently held him in his arms. "This little fellow..."
"Wait, little fellow?" Coulson interrupted in astonishment. "Don't tell me you don't know how big he is? Over all these years, the only creature I've seen bigger than him was a Chitauri Leviathan warship. No, even that can probably only count as a half-mechanical lifeform."
"Don't make such a fuss." Aaron said lightly. "Abei is only ten years old. He's just an immature Young Dragon."
Gollum!
Coulson swallowed.
He knew perfectly well what ten years old meant, but based on the surveillance footage, Abei was at least fifty meters tall.
He did not know