"Products of our Hell all along?"
Mindy and Little Hela were both stunned by this revelation. Little Hela knew who Andrew was, and she also knew the truth about her own origins. Of course she had been upset, but she had vented it all on those zombies.
Little Hela had now accepted everything. Of course, she would never merge back into Hela's soul. She was an independent life, a future superhero second only to Ghost Rider.
Andrew spread his hands. "I own the Defense Bureau. Didn't I tell you?"
Mindy and Little Hela were speechless, then shook their heads. If even Ghost Rider could be a Demon King, there was nothing strange about the Defense Bureau being a Demon King's business.
Something occurred to Little Hela, and she asked excitedly, "Does that mean I can pilot a mecha too?"
"Of course, if you want to. But you don't need one."
Andrew shook his head. "Your potential is limitless. What you need to do is control your divine power, rather than let it control you."
"But mechas look cool! Looking cool gets you fans."
Little Hela giggled. Mindy thought for a moment, then asked, "Alice, is every superhero equipped with a Decepticon Mecha?"
"No. Human Torch, Hellboy, Wanda, and the others don't need mechas. Besides, we haven't had much time. Only four Decepticon Mechas have been produced so far."
Alice answered, "Captain, Natasha, Hawkeye, and Jessica have them. Everyone else will have to wait."
"Why don't they use Pym particles against the monsters?"
Little Hela asked, "They could shrink the monsters with Pym particles, or turn into Ant-Man and enter their bodies. Either way, they could easily defeat them."
"For one thing, Dr. Pym refuses to open a factory to mass-produce Pym particles. He's worried the formula will leak."
Alice said,